The faceless, The Masses, In this world it passes For everyday folk once a life. it sometimes surpasses those bold as the brasses The few who are called man and wife. Now I look around me The people that I see have no care to live with another. An ocean of souls be as deep as the blue sea. all singles who won’t take a lover. my lasting impression is filled with aggression as gender’s becoming confusing. However, I’m messing with words in this session, As I find the whole thing amusing.
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Ex soldier, father, party girl and generally nice guy taking time out to do as he pleases! one day i will make it back to the UK, but i aint in a hurry!
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