Squad, that draft of wind in government housing that makes all doors move reality has nothing to prove but to reinforce adaptation, mixed with blade and the matrix an individual who walks life with a sharpened pencil with now eraser, Frazier" common sense , failure and upset holds me closer to my savior, I can get enact dry sands and glaciers to move upon faces shadow bodies that lie in presents of ammo casings with the last thought of time wasted............
Posted on: Sat, 06 Jul 2013 01:19:48 +0000
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