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A Crowning Glory

No, it isn’t what it sounds like really, You probably just don’t know it yet, After all it gets, I don’t get it, An equal amount of regret, gives a reason to fret, No matter how I interpret, the blues are a pet. Hues and a vibe, a swoosh and a wipe, The brown curls… Continue reading A Crowning Glory