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sundy wordle

Sunday wordle 314

August 27, 2017Matt Johnson5 Comments

There is a gust of wind
Trifling through these rivers of blood
And for a moment I hesitate
I sense I might be too late
Can’t protect you
From the hammer about to fall
So I guess we’ll
Have one epic night
Before the curtains call

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