SANDY CLAY
Posted by PuJa on Oktober 4, 2009Written by Olyrinson Translated by Agus B.Harianto The twilight assaulted that woman at veranda when the sun was very low and hazy that started to go down. The cold wind dropped leafs off and made them wafted to the holes of heaping land’s scratching. The drizzle may be fall soon. That woman rolled her hair […]