seidur:Today I have tried to mend my mind with the power of soil, sound of ravens singing, the touch
seidur:Today I have tried to mend my mind with the power of soil, sound of ravens singing, the touch of moss. And I’m certain your warm spirit slumbers among the roots and leaves. When spring comes again, you will be back with it; among the first flowers.The potatoes you see there, is the last of what my mother planted, just before she passed away. -- source link
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