Tiny Trinklets//9
Maybe it is just me, the one who lives like a breath. The wind is heavier, for it to trace me again. I only lived as if a rolling freight train.
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Maybe it is just me, the one who lives like a breath. The wind is heavier, for it to trace me again. I only lived as if a rolling freight train.
Poetry Books 50% Off
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