Stomach Hurts In Morning, Black Poop

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podarłby If my heart like a piece of paper in the future patrzyłabym glassy eyes.
If upiłby I love nektarami słaniałabym a frenetic dance from dawn to dusk.
you say about me that I'm an extreme individual.'d have right, dear reader.
My world can be either black or white. So I'm living in an old movie. I do not see the color of the world and only add color to your thoughts.
I'm playing a painter of words, a poet of color. Timidly touch brush one's unadulterated madness easel. Pride and fear.

do not know if the world is a rainbow and I have no idea how I could find out. However, I have a feeling that is found in the right place at the right time with the right people. That I'm going to stick and hope that someday going to paint my world, baby.