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Jar of heart
I only got a glimpse;so what can I do?
The leaves in me begins to wither as I
turned a foe to the soil and thy fragrance dissapears
Nay it hurts so much! it kills!
I cried out loud-"nor yet"! as the wailing wind wanted to recumb me to a...
The leaves in me begins to wither as I
turned a foe to the soil and thy fragrance dissapears
Nay it hurts so much! it kills!
I cried out loud-"nor yet"! as the wailing wind wanted to recumb me to a...
