It's time to escape to the country.
Time for the peace and quiet of nature to calm this world-bludgeoned and weary soul.
Time for the wind to sweep away the tiredness of these old bones.
Time for the rustling leaves and bowing wheat to whisper secrets to me.
x
RH
Time for the peace and quiet of nature to calm this world-bludgeoned and weary soul.
Time for the wind to sweep away the tiredness of these old bones.
Time for the rustling leaves and bowing wheat to whisper secrets to me.
x
RH
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