Posts by Jose Manuel Ferreira Veloso
I remember it was cold, as a winter morning.
From all their edges
I remember it was cold, as a winter morning. From all their edges on the islands, it was there, shining. From the north we saw, all the birds coming. ...
I remember it was cold, as a winter morning. From all their edges on the islands, it was there, shining. From the north we saw, all the birds coming. ...
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