A lark and the words of D. H. Lawrence
Well told. Isn’t it odd that our early lives are so intimate, into our every fold, yet so far away that it might as well be a phantasm, a fevered dream?
Yes. Well said, Selwyn.
Well told. Isn’t it odd that our early lives are so intimate, into our every fold, yet so far away that it might as well be a phantasm, a fevered dream?
Yes. Well said, Selwyn.