Last Call
LAST CALL
I am sowing my soul to mend the life of the last call
Everything we seek is on over the splendid wall
Oh, my rescuer, you're my first pray to install
Don't you see the nonsense of the short tree becoming tall
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando October 12, 2016
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