Lies, Letters and Dirge of the Placid Lake
it’s gently bowing down – the warm sun on the azure sky millions of frenzied sighs break the stillness of an unhurried afternoon I spend...
it’s gently bowing down – the warm sun on the azure sky millions of frenzied sighs break the stillness of an unhurried afternoon I spend...
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