Kārlis Bergs
The Threshold
Weeping Rocks
The Clouds, They Were Blown From a Far Away Land
Once a Dream Did Weave a Shade
What Hath God Wrought
Between the Lake and the Sea
About
What I do for $
The Truth Must Dazzle Gradually or Every Man Be Blind
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Berta.me
Karlis Bergs | 2019
