Oh faint heart, whisper in thine ear something of nothing, speaking gentle tone, give thy a soft shoulder, a warm caress to hold while we toil this winter sheave then we must laetan thy person distant, chastened till we lighten the day again
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How Dare We
We dare to challenge, to fight, in spite of begging to cut ourselves, our nose off see the real in the unrealistic mirror change the way to ...
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