Welcome Home - Jonn Serrie

Ixlandia

Nothing makes our cause sinkable love.

Can’t explain it;

and it’l change.

And I’ll do any change.

Into me I will change.

For on me they will depend upon.

For the sake of it.

They will sail on.

Yes, go now.

You’re a mountain going too.

I am out of air.

Because they are my needed.

Make ways to espouse you.

They are in the ozone.

I’m glad there’s a way.

You blink to see if it’s real.

And ways to be saved.

And ways to my cheer.

Ah my cheer.

I miss you.

And my dear.

I miss you.

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