The Craze And The Carol Comments

The day mistful was …….profoundly shadows…..at the eyes…….however, so sweetly entwined……around the hearts……a ship loaded with joyful trinkets…..resounds at the shore…… stories of mariners…….. harbours a bit far more…….otherwise endness lasts a little……..like a frog’s leap……hopping and croaking……in the ponds and fens…

Now the skyless above…..birds and bats twirling…..black and blackness…….dark silhouettes hissing freely……on the empty streets…..trees stood like relic…..nothing eerie, nothing chic……a caravan of tiny pilgrims……. from the east trundled……dry faces, fingers like red ambers…..they’ve canons…….you became animalsome…..killing your neighbours and brothers…..closer to your hearts….you pleases yourself only……like a leopard relishes the bloody flesh…..the timid deer gets its throat busted….leopard reins
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