Endless trees secluded by nature,
Where strength sleeps and birds sing,
I smell life as I pass through its grasp,
And regain the innocence I lost long ago.
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 2:45 PM UTC
Endless trees secluded by nature,
Where strength sleeps and birds sing,
I smell life as I pass through its grasp,
And regain the innocence I lost long ago.
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