Tilting windmills wicked, wandering mind
Milling slowly, grinding fine
All the rotten grist on which I dine
Tilting windmills wicked, wandering mind
Milling slowly, grinding fine
All the rotten grist on which I dine
sure, the old me was much too nice and not at all evil.
sure, the old me was much too nice and not at all evil.
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