The Prophecy
Run like the wind,
For Roman shall come,
Worry not,
In the arms of Ezra,
He'll keep you safe,
So run to him,
Run and hide,
Or you shall not,
Ever survive.
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Run like the wind,
For Roman shall come,
Worry not,
In the arms of Ezra,
He'll keep you safe,
So run to him,
Run and hide,
Or you shall not,
Ever survive.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top