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The statement you had to hear was “You make your clothes so dirty”… what were we supposed to do, stop the rain, barricade the wind, what were we, Supermen from Krypton.
“Father, we need to take sides “Herngya clenching his fists he spoke to his father “It’s not easy to side, I just can’t walk into death’s arms” waving his hands in in air Agpti avoided eye contact with Herngyaa. “This is our chance father. Long we have served Great Ndra, long have we been …
I took the cart, then the gallop then the rope, my bare hands breaking, healing, firming, that grip of mine I climbed, I climbed on As I reach some solace, the stage where I camp, the grimmer greater summit stares down on me, glares at me, mocks me, challenges me the resolve to climb, the …
