Reaching for the river is a flower, I saw it tumble down from soil to rock, Let it roll and…
A distant path recalled
A time ago I wandered through an old broke Almost blocked how so the rocks came through, At last parted…
Reaching for the river is a flower, I saw it tumble down from soil to rock, Let it roll and…
A time ago I wandered through an old broke Almost blocked how so the rocks came through, At last parted…
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