Later the evening. Retreat to the inside, hiding from rising cold. A moon on a soft sky. Dogs barking behind the old farm. The thoughts still run, the meadows already fell asleep. Have a calm night wherever you are.
Later the evening. Retreat to the inside, hiding from rising cold. A moon on a soft sky. Dogs barking behind the old farm. The thoughts still run, the meadows already fell asleep. Have a calm night wherever you are.