Echo of thoughts π
As I sit and ponder, my mind roam πΆβπ«οΈ Felt a bit far from home. π£οΈ Like a shadow dancing on the wall, πβ₯οΈ My thoughts will rise and fall. β¨ It grips the heart with icy hands. π«΄π»π§ Feeling like a thief in an isolated lands. ποΈ
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