One Sunday
One Sunday Standing in the windy avenue, upon a floating vessel, A wave of indiscreet virtue, was that a bitter smile? But we have spent our hard earned royalty to nestle, In a squeeze between […]
One Sunday Standing in the windy avenue, upon a floating vessel, A wave of indiscreet virtue, was that a bitter smile? But we have spent our hard earned royalty to nestle, In a squeeze between […]
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