I was walking up a field this morning, a few miles from home. I’m not sure whose field it is, actually; it must be private...
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Love Song for a River Bank
If your heart was a place, where would it be? Here's mine.
I was walking up a field this morning, a few miles from home. I’m not sure whose field it is, actually; it must be private...
If your heart was a place, where would it be? Here's mine.