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by Mr. Darcy
Macmillan cancer research...
Seventeen years ago
our world was changed forever...
Striped deckchair awaits (senryu)
cheap bucket and spade...
by Jemia de Blondeville
That William Shakespeares' birthday...
Remember when we were real?
When we could be ourselves...
by Mia Khattab
The soul of her friends circle,
the one who connects them all...
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old; age shall not weary them nor the years condemn; at the going down of the sun and in the morning; we shall remember them...
Come follow me and I will make you fishers of men.
Veteran's day is not for me,It's for the troops that didn't come home