In the cold, starlit nights
The eddies of wind whirling me into spirals
And swaying me
Some little, then some more
Taking me farther away from the perfect world
Away into to a space
Where I can walk UNTOUCHED.
Dec 28, 2020
Dec 28, 2020 at 1:54 PM UTC
In the cold, starlit nights
The eddies of wind whirling me into spirals
And swaying me
Some little, then some more
Taking me farther away from the perfect world
Away into to a space
Where I can walk UNTOUCHED.
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