Riding high into the battle of Shrewsbury Mews on her steed Fending off the crowds and holding back the crumbling walls The spirits and the smokes fuel the illusions as the world starts spinning round An enthralled black man called horse, blinkered with pink heart-shaped glasses Night is coming to our mind as we grow […]
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