My Beloved Writer!
The world is one express way.
I've discovered there is small danger, However...
Where is there not these days?
I believe my story may come
With a small pint of glory,
My poor vespiary. I've
The mask that grace saved me and Together, We'll have no shame
As I hold this world like always.
The world is just one, my love.
Best get to your highway!
My dearly beloved,