by lonely_winterboyUtrecht, Netherlands
Jan 2013 207 Views 0 comments
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The branches tried to reach for the clouds
Trying to grasp a patch of blue
Carved by wind and rain
Whispering, the birds wondered
Where all the songs did go
Why so sad these old forests
In the echoes of the woods
For the flowers and the shade
Are written
The memories of youth
Trying to grasp a patch of blue
Carved by wind and rain
Whispering, the birds wondered
Where all the songs did go
Why so sad these old forests
In the echoes of the woods
For the flowers and the shade
Are written
The memories of youth
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Posted: Jan 2013
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