by optimisticmeathlone, Westmeath, Ireland
Mar 2022 247 Views 1 comments
I am!
So, I'm an old oak tree, frostbitten, snowed over, windswept and left to be be!.. Seen and then forgotten. BUT young elves have played at my feet, swong from my arms, lovers lost in bliss, underneath my leaves, held in my arms, but they did not know, ,,,,,,that I know, that I am!
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Posted: Mar 2022
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