torsdag 14. februar 2013
.: The face, which, duly as the sun, rose up for me w...
.: The face, which, duly as the sun, rose up for me w...
: The tongue which, like a stream, could run Smooth music from the roughest stone, And every morning with 'Good day' Make each day good...
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