Just the Right Time -A Tree Story
They buried me deep to prohibit the evil from returning. Long held superstitious beliefs still ruled the minds…
They buried me deep to prohibit the evil from returning. Long held superstitious beliefs still ruled the minds…
Love is the knowing look across the room Love is the touch of her skin to yours Love…
Left alone; a single grain of sand along the seashore, a single leaf waving gently on an oak…
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