What passions lure me out into the moonlit night, I forget… when in the soft glow, it’s quiet, it’s still, … More
In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.
What passions lure me out into the moonlit night, I forget… when in the soft glow, it’s quiet, it’s still, … More
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