in-the-pale-gloom:We’re waiting by the willowOur milky milky cradleOur lockets long have rustedHis p

in-the-pale-gloom:We’re waiting by the willowOur milky milky cradleOur lockets long have rustedHis p
in-the-pale-gloom:We’re waiting by the willowOur milky milky cradleOur lockets long have rustedHis p
in-the-pale-gloom:We’re waiting by the willowOur milky milky cradleOur lockets long have rustedHis p
in-the-pale-gloom:We’re waiting by the willowOur milky milky cradleOur lockets long have rustedHis p
in-the-pale-gloom:We’re waiting by the willowOur milky milky cradleOur lockets long have rustedHis p
in-the-pale-gloom:We’re waiting by the willowOur milky milky cradleOur lockets long have rustedHis p

in-the-pale-gloom:We’re waiting by the willowOur milky milky cradleOur lockets long have rustedHis picture worn and weatheredOur hair is in the gardenOur voices in mitosisOur wombs are in the blossomsOur arms are in the branches -- source link


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