May 2013
I would contain it in a bottle
with dead leaves
to remind you
that some time in the past
we're breathing,
inhaling each other's gasps.
That before withering,
we have lived everything we could.
with dead leaves
to remind you
that some time in the past
we're breathing,
inhaling each other's gasps.
That before withering,
we have lived everything we could.
~Lacus Crystalthorn
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Lacus Crystalthorn
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