Why Do the Nations Rage As Plot a Vain Thing
Finding his world seeping amid turmoil where everyone....
Can view at the drop of one's hat; in her twenty-first century
Latter day rains hi-tech whirlpool million miles an hour vortex cruel ?
Reading another article it's grain be sand atop, cyclone shores: their abyss.
Copyright © Johnny Rhinem | Year Posted 2014
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