Tell me, by the faith you owe me,
Who is the lady? For I know thou lovest.
Murard Tecsergyn
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Murard Tecsergyn
"It was, by far, an odd group. Three young boys and a girl set out on April the 27th before the sun had even risen its full height above the mountains."
Friday, January 30, 2004
Behe!
New JUNK!!!
*Flips happily through poetry book*
