Written by Chaka PX Enclosed with forgone memory, trampled with shame and past glory. It was the talk of history once, merry to its lovers, Now the dirt has grown a town of disgrace for view. Miles and miles away, its glory was told, the speed, its accuracy was designed with glamour, Pitch dirt, pitch... Continue Reading →


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