autumn
in this field, where night is a quilt of crows sewn together, i call to you without making a sound.
joanna i. kaminski
autumn
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in this field, where night is a quilt of crows sewn together, i call to you without making a sound.
joanna i. kaminski
autumn
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top