Dec 20. 2025
In a bed of stones, I pave the way, Tiny soldiers in a gray array. Crushed beneath wheels, I won't complain, Underfoot, I bear the strain.
Dec 20. 2025
In a bed of stones, I pave the way, Tiny soldiers in a gray array. Crushed beneath wheels, I won't complain, Underfoot, I bear the strain.