torsdag 27. november 2014
Poems & News: Every afternoon in Syria a child dies, every after...
Poems & News: Every afternoon in Syria a child dies, every after...
: What kind of people do this ? The dead wear wings of moss. The wind cloudy and the wind clean are two pheasants that circle the to...
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