Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
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Saturday, June 13, 2015
1977
Star Wars.
Fuel crisis.
Fleetwood Mac.
I was eleven when this album came out. I still remember every single word of the lyrics.
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ReplyDeleteRico, I think I've warned you before about the "no creepiness" rule.
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