February has come and gone,
It took my ritual with it.
Many deaths took place here and
A new life might begin.
If fate fills me with the miracle of life,
I will be honored to host.
Because when I count my blessings...
You count the most.
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 5:56 PM UTC
February has come and gone,
It took my ritual with it.
Many deaths took place here and
A new life might begin.
If fate fills me with the miracle of life,
I will be honored to host.
Because when I count my blessings...
You count the most.
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