natural progressionA Poem by Sad Unc Days 3562The fickle turn. There is no care. It was only an illusion. The nest is broken. The eggs are cracked. So let's make an omelette.
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Sad Unc Days 3562AboutFinally cracked, and the pain is spilling forth is this a good thing? more.. |
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