The cold quietness of the night is when this loneliness
sparks its incorruptible roister of self-existent misery;
there is no quarter of the length from whence this
torrent and chronic invasion cometh to pass, so, I
welter alone through this hellish
Mona, First, I’m issuing a blanket apology for everything I say or write to you. That video of your dearest granddaughter was so very nic...
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