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Jan 2018
Epithet
The somber whispers of defeat haunt the wind; my skin reels at its chilling touch

Harmony concedes to an epithet of solemn solitude; it creeps within my very bones
#somber #solemn #solitude #harmony #heart #ignorance #negligence #loss #sadness
Axion Prelude
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