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Xosé Antonio García- Alcordances d’un Home Muertu

XVI What does it matter who I am, if from birth I have been lighted by darkest night? Magical is the life of dreaming and fantasy: I am the sprite with the enchanting call, Emperor of the earth and the … Continue reading

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