Welcome to the moor of my mind, to the bog of my mood. In this place you'll find reflections in a shattered mirror, shadows in an autumnal day, changing dark clouds in my mind's nocturnal sky. This place is such a stuff as dreams and nightmares are made on, a journey record which gives shape to a different world. Welcome to my world.
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Tuesday, 15 September 2015
Migrants: the footage that media refuses to broadcast
They are just savages we all know it
ReplyDeleteMany of them are. But our real enemies are an insiders. Rainbow flag is their badge.
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