Why are there pines in the tropics though . . .?
Glacial movements once foretold,
Go through me,
A Wolf Now Bold.
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Why are there pines in the tropics though . . .?
Glacial movements once foretold,
Go through me,
A Wolf Now Bold.
Read MoreI Will Always Remember the Dead
They Are My Greatest Kin
Suicide is Not a Sin
I Will Always Bring Their Souls Back
I Have Already Been There,
& Done That
I LIVE FOR THEM
I Suggest You Do Too
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