Closing in on 10am. Starting over. The fog persists but the day moves on. Routes chosen, shoes tied. Contemplating forests and the line where green ends, leaving bare rocks. And a distant sea.
mögen das
Marga Xeyat Ⓐ hat dies geteilt.
Closing in on 10am. Starting over. The fog persists but the day moves on. Routes chosen, shoes tied. Contemplating forests and the line where green ends, leaving bare rocks. And a distant sea.
mögen das
Marga Xeyat Ⓐ hat dies geteilt.