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"'Dear old world,' she murmured. 'You are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.'"


I listen to the wind. (by Anouska Proetta Brandon)

I listen to the wind. (by Anouska Proetta Brandon)

Posted 1 year ago | July 3rd at 6:03 PM
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