adamswildhoney
ONE love, blood, life
Gentle breeze blows from the sea
oh that which comfort him
Long days out at sea no one
hold or to see
The compass leads the way into the harbor
im working on it but i cant finish it for some reason
oh that which comfort him
Long days out at sea no one
hold or to see
The compass leads the way into the harbor
im working on it but i cant finish it for some reason
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