A Winter's Journey ~ Melancholy
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods and meadows brown and sear. William C. Bryant
Brian
As long as we are alive, we change for the better or for the worse. (AI IMAGES)
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods and meadows brown and sear. William C. Bryant
Brian
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