I have been searching for him on every street corner, between lines of poetry, and in the pale shades of green trapped in my own eyes.
Where has he gone?
Where will I go without him?
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 6:08 PM UTC
I have been searching for him on every street corner, between lines of poetry, and in the pale shades of green trapped in my own eyes.
Where has he gone?
Where will I go without him?
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