Who Are You So Infatuated With, My Dear Roses?
It’s a cold autumn here. Day and night, the wind mercilessly blows away once very colourful leaves from the trees. It tells us winter is […]
It’s a cold autumn here. Day and night, the wind mercilessly blows away once very colourful leaves from the trees. It tells us winter is […]
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