Wildlings
Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you, ’tis true; Yet, wildings of nature! I dote upon you, For ye waft
Ye field flowers! the gardens eclipse you, ’tis true; Yet, wildings of nature! I dote upon you, For ye waft
Recently a small tremble has shaken the lands and the wild magic has returned to open a new small portal
And as if by magic, with the stroke of hand, we have been transported into a new year. 2014. I
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