Spring
On, like a giant, stalketh the strong Wind, Wrapping the clouds about him, close and dark,Rifting Creation's soul, for rage is blind,-- No pity hath...
On, like a giant, stalketh the strong Wind, Wrapping the clouds about him, close and dark,Rifting Creation's soul, for rage is blind,-- No pity hath...
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