The old era restarted. The coldest glance. Unflailing trust. Past perfect. The latest one. Childhood camaraderie. An attempt. Forgotten emotions. Inviolability of transperancy. A spent thought. Goodbye.
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Complicated verse. Restless mind. Curious thoughts. Death of another blog ?
I was born to use my eyes...
Dream with the sun and the skies...
To float away in a lifelong song...
In the mist where melody flies...
I was made to love magic...
1 comment:
Complicated verse.
Restless mind.
Curious thoughts.
Death of another blog ?
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