Dust Storm
Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away. Naught may endure but Mutability.
Sooooo.....really, you might as well laugh.
Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away. Naught may endure but Mutability.
Sooooo.....really, you might as well laugh.
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