Postman for her
It was POST BOX for STORY TELLERS
сряда, 4 август 2010 г.
midsummer day dream
It is just a piece of me
on thy hands I made my altar
"My lady" is a vast temple of remembrance
as you "dont have to pay my dinner, don't have to be brave"
Solitude payed already me. And the luxury of having thy infront
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