Mai i te Kore ki te Pō ki te whai-ao ki te ao Marama tihei mauri ora I... Read More
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You were like the sun’s warmth after days of clouds and rain, like hot chocolate and warm socks on a... Read More
E hine, e hine, kia tau te mauri e Kia rere, kia pūheke tō awa atua e He... Read More