From the makers of soylent green.Delete Topic
Well, shall we go?
Yes, let's go.
[They do not move.]
From the makers of soylent green.Delete
We bleed the same blood, We cry the same tears, We have the same fears, We pass the same years, We see the same stars, Under the same skies, We pass the same time, We all live and dieDelete
Nay, whatever comes one hour was sunlit and the most high gods may not make boast of any better thing than to have watched that hour as it passed