November 01, 2019 nighttime sounds: an owl in a tree,wind rustling the remaining leavesgnarly branches,black against the moonthe sweetest dreams,taking residence in my heartyou & Ian impossible possibilitythe sheets will not reveal my secrets Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels micropoetry 🇬🇧 Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments
Kastelen / Castles May 24, 2019 we hadden geen geld, geen knikkers jij & ik we speelden met zand met onze handen bouwden wij de mooiste kastelen we had no money, no marbles you & I we played with sand with our hands we built the most beautiful castles Read more
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