NOSTALGIA
Casting my eyes back to the agesI remember, I rememberThe muddy hovelWhere the cry of a little angel was heardThe thatch, the wooden windowWhen the sun creaks in at morn …
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Casting my eyes back to the agesI remember, I rememberThe muddy hovelWhere the cry of a little angel was heardThe thatch, the wooden windowWhen the sun creaks in at morn …
NOSTALGIA Read More