And so, 'till the tales are told and time has passed the fervent ardor and cry of of pain will live and never die.
And so, 'till the rooster crows no more and the sun don't shine the horrid pain in my heart will remain.
And so, 'till man touches the horizon we shall be cursed with greed and immorality.
And so, wen the day comes wrongs will be no more and the kingdom will be alive in you, in me, in all!
This one is by my 17 year old daughter Cristina.
these views look nice .Keep up the good work
ReplyDeletethese views look nice .Keep up the good work
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