It's snowing on Dartmoor.The boulders of Stonehenge,by persisting with their secretare emptied of mystery.On the apple treebraided rootspierced by rain's knives.Water and bloodthe
It's snowing on Dartmoor.The boulders of Stonehenge,by persisting with their secretare emptied of mystery.On the apple treebraided rootspierced by rain's knives.Water and bloodthe