We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further: it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea ...
Always a little further: it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea ...
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krito:
Hugs
toxic:
Very nice words new friend!