Майор Вихрь
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Man, today is a weird day. Something's off with my sleep. First, during the day, I had a severe nosebleed (yes, I stained my whole sweater). Now, just a few minutes ago, I felt like 1000 needles were stuck in my head, in every part of it.
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal