Peace
It’s always time for peace.
Wait, didn’t I write about this before?
The wind blows, papers ruffle, the mind plays tricks upon itself.
Ah, yes, here it is, 2:190.
It’s always time for peace.
Wait, didn’t I write about this before?
The wind blows, papers ruffle, the mind plays tricks upon itself.
Ah, yes, here it is, 2:190.