Treasure Island

cristobal Benjumea

(190865 / jersey)

I want to be with you to the end of the begining of our chasing of the moving clouds across the blue sand desert


Are you selfish am i selfish, ive prayed for the union of you and me, it is his will

inchalah

voluntad de dios

in a resatrant where the serve curry

because im not ashamed to say i love you, il even say it in the multiculoured bed of flowers.

ive been condemed bye a rainbow, i mean something to someone, the line that goes through the archway to cereation.

the biological impact of crossins dimensions has a beneficial e to the glory of the city

love is hard and steep,

its reward

the poor have all the love the rich all the hate,

if you dont help the suffering you dont serve god and you dont get the nurishing love of god i serve through her the will of god

and the will of the fountains in the growing ivy, in the patio of my palace

Submitted: Saturday, August 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 30, 2013

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