All good things must come to an end. The moment is celebrated, we
taste its sweetness, and then it slips away, into the past, out of our reach, held
fast only in memory.
Day 15 of "Windy killed the Answer a Question with a Question Thread".
Isn't it the most heinous of murders when you kill your own creation? hmy::question::clap:
Day 15 of "Windy killed the Answer a Question with a Question Thread".
Isn't it the most heinous of murders when you kill your own creation? hmy::question::clap:
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