poem 82
Fire blazing, nights end. Stormy weather, thunder roars. People are leeches, please don't be destroyed. ~mommamafia
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Fire blazing, nights end. Stormy weather, thunder roars. People are leeches, please don't be destroyed. ~mommamafia
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