
iva wolf wrote:Few clouds were up at that hour,their pure white fluff stained with a soft mixture oF grey and orange,flowing slowly,almost not moving,sending their farewell to the sun,which fought its last battle to shine above the earth.
'When they are alone,they dare not cry but once together,they mourn like it shall never rise.How similar two different things are.' the boy thought as he walked down the street by the old railway towards his home.

Status wrote:Summer, where are you?
Links & Stuff wrote:
Song Lyrics wrote:Bind me not to the pasture,
Chain me not to the plow,
Set me free to find my calling,
And I'll return to you somehow
~ Homeward Bound



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