“Oh, merciful death, spare me my time. For were it not for this dreaded illness I’d be knocking about the rectory.” by 𝙎𝙪𝙯𝙮 𝙱𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙠𝙮

Oct 2017

I cinched up her chin up with a bridle strap softer than copper cable
that races results to imputely defile the worst nursery-rhyming fable

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