Pilgrimage
Don’t hold me down, Come up for air. Softly falling, don’t make a sound. Look away and try not to care. Good Ones, when I come under your trees And upon your stones, Guide…
Keep ReadingDon’t hold me down, Come up for air. Softly falling, don’t make a sound. Look away and try not to care. Good Ones, when I come under your trees And upon your stones, Guide…
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