Re: FFR Quidditch World Cup
Woot, first try, thank god.
They say mother earth is breathing, with each wave that finds the shore.
Her soul rises in the evening, for to open twilight's door.
Her eyes are the stars in heaven, watching o'er us all the while.
And her heart it is in Ireland, deep within the Emerald Isle.
-Garth Brooks, "Ireland"
Woot, first try, thank god.
They say mother earth is breathing, with each wave that finds the shore.
Her soul rises in the evening, for to open twilight's door.
Her eyes are the stars in heaven, watching o'er us all the while.
And her heart it is in Ireland, deep within the Emerald Isle.
-Garth Brooks, "Ireland"









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