The trees sing softly, my favorite song.
The murmurs of the willow oak
And of my heart beating.
The voices of my sisters
Tell me never stop running
Because as long as I run
Man only sees my shadow.
May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 4:44 PM UTC
The trees sing softly, my favorite song.
The murmurs of the willow oak
And of my heart beating.
The voices of my sisters
Tell me never stop running
Because as long as I run
Man only sees my shadow.
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