Day 1437, chilling. Day's pictures, Poetry In a chilling swale where grey skies linger I came across old memories ~ by chance I found a shelter and reacquainted Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like this:Like Loading… Related
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