Sal Guad wakes up angry
writes the poetry of swords
dreams, weary and exhausted
and steps back to the fight.
Because Free Range Just Tastes Better
Because Free Range Just Tastes Better
Sal Guad wakes up angry
writes the poetry of swords
dreams, weary and exhausted
and steps back to the fight.
Now will I charge you in the band of truth, [efn_note]Alls Well That Ends Well, AW IV.ii.56[/efn_note] as doubtful thoughts and rash-embraced despair [efn_note]The Merchant of Venice, MV III.ii.109[/efn_note] can…
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I know the ugly beauty of that truth.