Jul 2021
the air is getting colder and i can feel its hold on me.
some hear the wind's whispers and wonder of its language,
but i can hear it clearly,
softly:
you have waited long enough.
you are free now.
some hear the wind's whispers and wonder of its language,
but i can hear it clearly,
softly:
you have waited long enough.
you are free now.
autumn is my drug
