In Spring

[tinneduir]

 Some of the clouds turn grey, the treeline, a silhoutte on eastern hills

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[goddessvessel]

the children are playing I see you on the road heading south and mine will go to her fathers soon I plan to make an aperance at bell's birthday but if the melloncoly is to great as you seprate from the hip once more it might be a good movie night call if you need too