Broken handshakes
Come after whispers.
Silently soft doubts
Summon severed strings
To pluck feathered wings.
A foundation built of stone
Left to crumble alone.
Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 9:28 PM UTC
Broken handshakes
Come after whispers.
Silently soft doubts
Summon severed strings
To pluck feathered wings.
A foundation built of stone
Left to crumble alone.
Stay in touch with those you hold dear, they may fall away from you if you lose contact. I already see this happening to others. Stay strong everyone.
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