Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blue
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the Earth is old and grey, little darling, we'll away
But my love, this cannot be
Oh, so many years have gone though I'm older but a year
Your mother's eyes, from your eyes, cry to me
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the Earth is old and grey, little darling, we'll away
But my love, this cannot be
Oh, so many years have gone though I'm older but a year
Your mother's eyes, from your eyes, cry to me
Altro evento con Gladiia che fa microaggressioni razziste 🔥🔥
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Forwarded from The Melancholy Of Jen
Non ci sono ancora art di Lucillo arknights
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secondo voi Friston, Priestess e Doc erano college friends
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ma perché parlo
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MA CHI E' CHE MI METTE I FANCULONI
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mi è morta la connessione o è morto discord
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ok è morto discord
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