i moved out into it, this day. not for long, but long enough to be transported beneath pines surrounded by green to days already gone by. days of which i had not known the sound of late night walking or other mornings looking up into trees.
i moved out into it, this day. not for long, but long enough to be transported beneath pines surrounded by green to days already gone by. days of which i had not known the sound of late night walking or other mornings looking up into trees.
