Illustrations
Hazy_Day
Aelaeon
“As for me, my days are like grass;
As a flower of the field, so I flourish.
The wind passes over it, and it is gone,
And its place remembers it no more.”
As a flower of the field, so I flourish.
The wind passes over it, and it is gone,
And its place remembers it no more.”
Genre
Life Event
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