Week at Musangsa Temple
Week at Musangsa Temple A Shadow of a deer from mountain temple above we walk with the setting sun water
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
Week at Musangsa Temple A Shadow of a deer from mountain temple above we walk with the setting sun water
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