Ace Of Black Hearts (04/17/1984 / Homa Lousiana)
A challenge invented and cemented.
Permanent failing walls.
And this is some how suppose to give me pause?
An uttered awe?
Don't we have more important things to worry about?
Not reinventing the wheel to steal someones lime light.
Indeed you are a selfish blight.
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