long time ago in this galaxy, it was all country
The world is a book, who don’t travel read only one page.
pick by Bronz Johnsky
Where there are too many to control, comes the confusion
Nature is commanded only by obeying
Fashion. Despot who puts to shame the wise, however submitting to its dictates.
Our emotions are in our words as stuffed birds.
Do not lend, offers, when you die, who will say thanks?
the crisis is like the boogeyman from children, prevents you from going down in the basement and find that there is nothing to fear, they have created to keep you good at home watching cartoons
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