Fish Today, Poles and net, good times, happy dazes again, glory dazrs done. Sings a song or two, sun is going down, day is done, lights to shine. Stars bright tonight, wishes for fish to eat, tales and tips, seven steps. Veteran Voices:Windows are open, doors are open for the lost, the displace, and the homeless veterans, gifts to share about the housing, about the paperwork needed to get the cash off the table. Happy and delighted to share the news with you about the good things available for you, cash on the table, just a matter of paperwork to get done. My gifts to share, to write the stories of the displace, couch surfers or homeless veterans, that need the time and attention to fly out the ground, into new dreams and goals to plan and set for the pies in the sky.
Happy notes, angels and bubbles, baby steps, angels out to rest, siblings all around, happy songs to sing. All though the night, time is new,notes of smiles in dazes done. Into the nights, all night long, cats out, red and white hats on, santa clauses, not past. Nights starts, lights on, wishes on stars, funny nuts in family trees. Tips on trips, tips to take to heart, fun and games, jokes to a few, name changes to Rach Jay. Facebook notes, facts to share, lies to many, white and black sites.
Houses in Long Beach: Houses in Newport Beach: Home Less Veterans Sorrows.
Houses in and around these location desired: 4 or more bedrooms, 2 or more bathrooms, 2 or more space grarage, RV parking would be nice. Thanks for your time and attention to this matter and looking forward to working with you on this housing project for veterans and friends.
Starr Bright tonight, look for the shooting blue stars, Star of David, with six points to share. PTSD Anger hits, mental for the big bucks, real shit, females, broken and displaces, help needed, all the time. Only Once: Red and White Hats, Santa Cluster, clause to note, letters in words. One day, once a long time ago, tips on trips to hell. Tales on the dark sides of the moon, into the woods, frogs and snakes. Games in the dark, in the shadows, freaks and snakes, hanging on dogwood trees. Adam and Steven, Adam and Eve, in the wood, suckers and snake in the trees. Blue birds in the trees, songs to sing, signs of a better day. A walk in the woods, girls in red hats, going to treat grandmothers that live in the woods. Fairy tales around the world. You only live once.
Birds and butterflies, flowers in the dogwood trees, bees buzzing also. Jumping for joy, happy and delighted with paths taken. Out of the darkness of shame and disgraces done, tricked. Land sharks circles to protect from land whales, dancing on land. Hate or love, lessons learned on right and wrong ways to change. Love at the top of the mountains, birds and butterflies, shapes swinging in the winds on high.
Pictures flashing in dreams, free as a bird, mountains tops sights to see. Flying far away from shadows in the dark. Fresh flowers on the dogwood trees. Monkeys see and monkey do swinging from branches on the trees. Life is an adventure and a gift to share. Good times after classes on the beach, to end: effects never die, no is a note to the next opportunity,windows open. Best snake in den of snakes. Snakes to bake, snakes in skin, seven snakes alive inside. Happiness in Hollywood, for the sinner or saint? First in his family.
Born the day when angels were out of stupid brains, had to use day old stupid instead, has been losing ground since birth. Born to greatness in his herd. Notes of the background, notes on the lifestyle, notes of lessons taught to Steven Jarrot,7605643510 snake: images of the tests, seeds planted while he was younger than dirt, and Jesus Christ. Just another wolf, frog and land whale, oral talents and skills to trade daily. Girlfriends notes with, some fish that got away: rides with a wolf, the leader of the pack. Hell hounds, the good looks fading in the mirror, Steven Jarrot, with green eyes in glasses. A trip to hell in a hand basket, with a hell hound bend on having cake with ice cream. He had glasses covered in mud, with the rose color lenses, always on his face. Blind as a bat since birth, was alway running into walls.
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