May 2021
Trough moons eyes I see
A world asleep
Not entirely
I see nightlife
So many wandering at night
Homeless in the cold
Searching for a place to hide
Lovers whispering, looking at me.
Shell ✨🐚
A world asleep
Not entirely
I see nightlife
So many wandering at night
Homeless in the cold
Searching for a place to hide
Lovers whispering, looking at me.
Shell ✨🐚
Written by
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
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