July 30, 2007 by Wonderwandeling Thousand Dying thousand deaths Fearing everything And on a beautiful morning In the silent dew on the grass Me greeted me for the first time and I knew at once Who she was … Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading... Related