Beauty and the Clouds

When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air, the earth swings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. - William Shakespeare

Beauty and the Clouds
Annisha Duggal
Annisha Duggal
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