Out here, the open night is my church, the trees are my congregation, the stars are my angels and the moon is the only god that I know.
— A.P. Sweet
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Out here, the open night is my church, the trees are my congregation, the stars are my angels and the moon is the only god that I know.
— A.P. Sweet
dead
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved