Character: Felix Charlock
We all, like ants, crawling on the Grand Lodge Sundries, absorbed into our so-called problems; and the unthinkable, unknown at this time, looks us in the face.
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 17:18
Dreams are only the prose of daily life with a small addition of poetry.
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 09:29