Embodied Limited by weather unkind and effects of immobility, my old maple chair - once the core of a tree growing a meadow near upon this land - and I gaze through the patio door searching the mysteries of immortality in the book always spanning wide to our shore heavens are a changeling rune, from... Sign in to see full entry.
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