Unattended Shadow of My Mind
Taunting shadows, they sway to the imagination, the limitless depths of the mind, playing to the touch of light. A weariness, creeping forth, tempting these tired eyes to slumber, yet I resist, with gasps; simply to ...
Taunting shadows, they sway to the imagination, the limitless depths of the mind, playing to the touch of light. A weariness, creeping forth, tempting these tired eyes to slumber, yet I resist, with gasps; simply to ...
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