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Hot summer sun baking our brows. . .
black-winged hoppers snapping knee high
2 weeks 6 days ago
Hot summer sun baking our brows. . .
black-winged hoppers snapping knee high
2 weeks 6 days ago
From the time your in the womb, and hear the sounds around you; before you could walk, talk, or maybe even crawl,
2 weeks 6 days ago
America has lost control
of the Founders rule of law
The criminals are now in charge
3 weeks 4 hours ago
The folk and fae and things we forget are passed off as myth and memorie in truthe are the things that shaped this world and made it come
3 weeks 5 hours ago