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In eighteen eighty-seven, a thread was spun,
A mill was born in Fort Mill’s hands.
4 months 2 days ago
My best friend, the only one that has been always there for me. Through my happiness and sadness, she was always there.
4 months 3 days ago
Proverbs 31:30~"Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised."
4 months 4 days ago
Fangs of a beast tear through a crowd, an
Eruption of screams signals
4 months 4 days ago
She's a view
My glances seeking, short, but few
She'll frown and she'll sigh and she'll say unto me
4 months 4 days ago