The Twenty First Birth

The journey is never so much about changing landscapes,as seeing them with new eyes........

A Second Read.

Posted by The Chronicler at 01:57
"In spring, when woods are getting green, I'll try and tell you what I mean; In summer, when the days are long, Perhaps you'll understand the song."
- Lewis Carroll


To feel the magic you don't always have to understand.......


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