October
January 2013
A distant prayer, carried by the evening wind Enlivens leaves in their languid dance. Hear the song of the old trees, singing for you. For the dark, resting woods. So many seasons have passed; they
A distant prayer, carried by the evening wind Enlivens leaves in their languid dance. Hear the song of the old trees, singing for you. For the dark, resting woods. So many seasons have passed; they
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