Humanity, Introspection Thunder Outside Posted by Jared Winchester on 20 Nov 201920 Nov 2019 My tomb it is cold so I cry in night for delight. These angels beset me ill. They offer a memory fill. I will learn in slumber crashes sky in thunder. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Published by Jared Winchester What before bed my head said. View all posts by Jared Winchester
Brilliant
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Thank you very much!!
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