Muddled Thoughts
They reek of curiosity, the ones in dark
Exuding hatred, for them a frivolous task
The robed gaffer said crippled was history
For me, 'twas a feint memory.
They reek of curiosity, the ones in dark
Exuding hatred, for them a frivolous task
The robed gaffer said crippled was history
For me, 'twas a feint memory.
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