Porridge love...
Pheasant stew.
Or was it rabbit now? Oh yes, rabbit.
Do you know?
How far and where.
I had to walk
To find a hare…
Umin is unable to suppress the shivering that locks his jaw and hardens his limbs.
Porridge love...
Pheasant stew.
Or was it rabbit now? Oh yes, rabbit.
Do you know?
How far and where.
I had to walk
To find a hare…
Umin is unable to suppress the shivering that locks his jaw and hardens his limbs.
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