Between worlds
a thousand years grind down
frictions of simple existence
the body wears out cities.
as I slither through walls,
through sunbeams of your closet,
all you see is the brass horn of my tail.
all you see is the brass horn of my tail.
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Guide to Chaga Harvesting and Preparation
I've already posted on the positive benefits of Chaga for the health. Other sites on the web go into detail about this bounty of th...
