INGENIOUS MIND
Sunday, May 3, 2009
A village as dry & harsh as the winter, though the sky is loaded with dark clouds, not a drop of rain is tasted by the ugly land. its only the sound of thunder followed by the silence of death.
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June 30, 2009 at 3:44 PM
hey i think i know u we have met also i gues
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