Nursery Rhyme

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Nursery Rhyme

October 15, 2013 by tales0397

Pain’s
Pressure
Pushes
Through
The
Soul
Sucking
Life’s
Breeze
From
The
Gentle
Breaths
Of
The
Familiar
Forest

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