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Formula's Spell

Once there was a man called Formula “the mass” his philosophy changed none: fellow ruled the mass “Fragrance your thought for Sweet rose your heart, dear!” Bloody how sweet is formula’s spell to rule the mass!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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