tirsdag 27. november 2012
.: Out of us all that make rhymes, will you choose So...
.: Out of us all that make rhymes, will you choose So...
: I know you: You are light as dreams, Tough as oak, Precious as gold, As poppies and corn, Or an old cloak: Sweet as our birds To the...
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