(Poem #172 on new numbering scheme)
The empty shell of the state, sold to fools; its roads, rules, and dire fate compiled for transition... wait... no... as of now, it's too late.
– an englyn unodl union
(Poem #172 on new numbering scheme)
The empty shell of the state, sold to fools; its roads, rules, and dire fate compiled for transition... wait... no... as of now, it's too late.
– an englyn unodl union