Living in a window pain, watchout, here comes a splash of rain, duck, dodge stay sane. Focused in a window frame, knowing lifes fuel flame, familiar with its cruel game, shield away block same.
The jungle calling loud, devil tugging on Jesus' shroud, calling every name out loud. A window fragile in glass, watching out a brick pass. Many times rocks miss, there's always hope bliss.
Up comes the shinning sun, heat so hot a window stun, seems no protection run. Winter snow freeze flash, cold scenario suffer clash. Many windows do survive, all don't break in lifes strive.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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