I see,
Through six panes,
the trees.
Their skeletons, without leaves,
Their silouhette, against the light,
Of a new day, begun;
And,
I see me.
Tiffany Creek
I see,
Through six panes,
the trees.
Their skeletons, without leaves,
Their silouhette, against the light,
Of a new day, begun;
And,
I see me.
Tiffany Creek