I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
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Thanks for the shout out Steve, man I love your enthusiasm! I can't wait till to do a cheer for you.
Hot diggity dog diggity
Boom! what you do to me
Ken McConnell gives
Hot dogs diggity!
Yay, Ken!
That's three times I've congratted him on this sale online.
No worries, Ken. I'm really pysched about your sale.
::giggles at Greeny::
Camille, every single one counts.
No worries, Ken. I'm really pysched about your sale.
::giggles at Greeny::
Camille, every single one counts.
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