Gert van Rooyen

Gert van Rooyen

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It came upon a midnight clear. That glorious song of old. From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold.

cumuluslife: ““… we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams. World-losers and world-forsakers, Upon whom the pale moon gleams; Yet we are the movers.