
There she is, the concrete who's foundation I stand; The golden jewel which market can't stand- its prize. Her tears are a bountifu...
There she is, the concrete who's foundation I stand; The golden jewel which market can't stand- its prize. Her tears are a bountifu...
Gratitude shall not suffice thy worth; Lo beneath clouds I come; Fortitude of thy womb; Loving shield without harm; I reach out with...