And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a soul to hear.
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phylicia | Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. | 2017-07-28 12:32:12 UTC |
trina | Know how to listen, and you will profit even from those who talk badly. | 2016-01-27 14:27:10 UTC |