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Kirra Serra says...
Monday, May 17, 2010
In battles and wars it is always the horses I pity.
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Clezevra
Monday, May 17, 2010
I pity the soldiers.
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Anonymous
Saturday, May 22, 2010
i pity the captives. ....pow.....
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