When summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold - Beneath the roof of sleeping ...

in appics •  5 years ago 

... leaves the dreams of trees unfold; when woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West, come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best! T r e e b e a r d

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