Saturday 9 February 2008 photo 1/1
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"I never saw a man who looked with such a wistful eye Upon the little tent of blue which prisoners call the sky, And at every drifting cloud that went With sails of silver by."
Annons
Saturday 9 February 2008 photo 1/1
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