It’s good.
Like when I took cigarettes.
From my father’s bedside.
Of course.
He didn’t hear me.
Loud as I am.
Sometimes.
Nobody does.
Adventures in mental health and cheffing
It’s good.
Like when I took cigarettes.
From my father’s bedside.
Of course.
He didn’t hear me.
Loud as I am.
Sometimes.
Nobody does.
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