--Flowerless Fields--







           THE SEEDS OF THIS SPRING.
           FLOWERS WILL NOT GROW, NO MASKS
           THEY TOLD ME, I ASKED.


                   

                       1/14/2021
                          ~ 2~




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Cunningham Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 5:50 AM
When all this baloney is over, people all over the world will be having bonfires with them damn masks, bring it on. Tom
Romios Avatar
January 14, 2021 at 6:13 AM
Love you Tom. But...the dog and pony show goes on. Now...folks saying we may have to wear them forever. I do mean the WHO and fraudulent Fauci. I think I emailed you the mask picture that speaks the truth. But since the Foghorns of Fear, are 24/7... And Communists love fear and control...in tbe USA...we are dead meat. LA wants people to wear them at home. Ya, sure! Pangie
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