T-kun Unusual Wordsmith III
There is nothing else to know.
To always in this day, in was smiles with glee, with no fear of...
Everything radioactive decay Found less pluck fruit of the poisonous tree
The temple o’ sand gleam . . .
I had an idea for a 500th blog, but with time and family matters,...
It stares, vacant in hallow madness, on sure, those colors once know meant as...
Putting Trust Where Little Is Known
Contained by to only by warm, winter blooms in harsh chances that are never...
In sadness, which I have seen with you, a fresh brew of velvet yielding...
