Stories We Tell

The Stories We Tell

Store Ease Wheat Tell Tha,

Store eice weed hell

We Tell the Stories, and when we tell these stories,

We’d tell ‘m straight.

No waiting, Stand on the point.

Scream out of luck, exuberance plain.

Goes, anything that feels.  Growth.

Gets discust.

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