The Subject of no one's affection
CLOSED:
A mountain far off in the distance, A river flowing away from it, Hordes of trees on it. There’s a well somewhere, Penetrates the heart of the rock, Awaiting rain.
CLOSED:
A mountain far off in the distance, A river flowing away from it, Hordes of trees on it. There’s a well somewhere, Penetrates the heart of the rock, Awaiting rain.