Tall Trees

Abu Aeesh

Amidst tall trees that speak the language of the breeze is an unforgivable anomaly. Oh my! What a costly mistake it is to retract your steps from searching for happiness. For love. I hope you never. I hope I never. I really do.

 

Abu A'ish Mk Albani 

 
  • Author: Abu Aeesh (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 3rd, 2018 18:53
  • Category: Love
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  • onepauly

    the breeze in the trees whispers
    the sound of country miles.



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