Jun 2014
There's a fallen tree
67 degrees in angle
It rests on that arch.
Amongst these ruins
I feels safest of all.
No man or bad will
Can harm me here.
I am with nature.
67 degrees in angle
It rests on that arch.
Amongst these ruins
I feels safest of all.
No man or bad will
Can harm me here.
I am with nature.
(21/M/Salt Lake City)
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