| Isabelle Wto 22 Lut 2022, 21:51 | |
|  Izzy Fuck Off   I was angry with my foe
I told it not, my wrath did grow. “And I water'd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright; And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine,”
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