The legend of the tree the one's that a man
You run into a lanky person.
Falling from the pillar of raw strength the person was carrying.
You felt your insides move making cry as you sat there blinded by the sun that was behind the person.
Falling from the pillar of raw strength the person was carrying.
You felt your insides move making cry as you sat there blinded by the sun that was behind the person.
