Judge, by George Chow |
The wide and positive atmosphere consults a gap. Kings and famine and eight dimensions reads peace. To love, hate, leave, vengence, starts as to die first. Only plays in the bitterness for a name call by Thy. 浩然正氣了一段 乾坤八卦讀一靜 愛恨離仇生先死 苦中做樂為一名 |
Posted: 2015-07-08 02:26:41 UTC |
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