our antique soul
so veracious
cages our dreams and hidden secrets
our soul's a relic
our incarnation
holds all memories back to when our mother tongue was Thracian
our soul has hyperthymesia
mind of an elephant
writes our life in lyrics to a string of an instrument
Mar 9, 2021
Mar 9, 2021 at 11:16 AM UTC
our antique soul
so veracious
cages our dreams and hidden secrets
our soul's a relic
our incarnation
holds all memories back to when our mother tongue was Thracian
our soul has hyperthymesia
mind of an elephant
writes our life in lyrics to a string of an instrument
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