fredag 23. mars 2012
.: "My heart is singing like a morning bird. A great ...
.: "My heart is singing like a morning bird. A great ...
: Where the sally tree went pale in every breeze, where the perfect eye of the nesting blackbird watched, where one fern was always green. ...
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