When all my time has passed
And my memories are filmed with dust
I'll recall my travels, as if friends,
from distant lands
to newfound ends.
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 10:49 AM UTC
When all my time has passed
And my memories are filmed with dust
I'll recall my travels, as if friends,
from distant lands
to newfound ends.
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