Day 2811, what you hold. Daily picture, Poetry I cling on like the child in mine to the cold line setnot by lifebut what you hold Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related
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