Sunset, by Britta Benson

Sunset Sunset ushers in disputes and objections. Even the birds succumb to this urge for a sweet little while until all is soothed and settled for the night. Do not hold on too hard once the world has gone quiet or try to grab a sinking sun by the scruff, squeeze life to death withContinue reading “Sunset, by Britta Benson”

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