(Poem #131 on new numbering scheme)
About the rains in Mahhal, you might say most every day it falls; Beneath the constant gray pall, into your sad soul it crawls.
– an englyn unodl union about a fictional place, written by a fictional person
(Poem #131 on new numbering scheme)
About the rains in Mahhal, you might say most every day it falls; Beneath the constant gray pall, into your sad soul it crawls.
– an englyn unodl union about a fictional place, written by a fictional person