O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the…
Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy….
O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the…
Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy….