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Fain Fain
Кровавый красный на столе Неумолимо мчится время Крест несущий видит бремя Мы на любви как[…]
Rockan A
The Game brings out the worst in us. Follow Isam and be closer to purity.
Jonathan Nelson
Poem on the provision on God and his creation
Cynthia Wolff
You fought so bravely, That even your enemy, Wept upon your death.