Raven Heart
I am the fall, the winter of a soul, A rusted coin, a shadow of a toast-- In the distant sun where I chose to longing In a constant snap of the lost indistinctive echoing. 2021
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I am the fall, the winter of a soul, A rusted coin, a shadow of a toast-- In the distant sun where I chose to longing In a constant snap of the lost indistinctive echoing. 2021