Lord, They Bring Flowers And Flesh
A Warm Laughter Sunshine
The Cups Stop Like A Gloomy Woman
Remorse, Where Is Thy Patience?
O Cold Story Whose Bodies Are Wicked Hounds!
Days Of The Year Give Me My Story Back Again
Saturday, November 12, 2011
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