He contorted himself into a tiny corner of the electrorate, hoping to make an impact. She offered her her heart and in return all she got was her halfhearted rejection - the most selfish kind. The children still had hope, the ones young enough not to know what hope is.
Then autumn then autumn then autumn then Fall.
Saturday, July 9, 2016
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