Wayne Gerard Trotman

Ah, fairest maiden, thine beauty doth maketh mine loins stir, and mine cup runneth over.


Ah, fairest maiden, thine beauty doth maketh mine loins stir, and mine cup runneth over.

– Wayne Gerard Trotman –

Kaya Abaniah and the Father of the Forest

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