RUMORED BUZZ ON HOPE

Woe is me! For I are getting to be as in the event the summer months fruit has long been collected, as if the grapes are gleaned: there isn't a cluster to try to eat, no 1st-ripe fig that my soul desires. The godly has perished through the earth, and there's no a person upright between mankind; all of them lie in anticipate blood, and each hunts th