Sep 2021
Insomnia possesses
me
at night
I feel the
absence
of worldly
passion
Lolling
in
the
west balcony
I ween
the sanguine
sun
shouldn't set
The zephyr touches
and consoles
me
me
at night
I feel the
absence
of worldly
passion
Lolling
in
the
west balcony
I ween
the sanguine
sun
shouldn't set
The zephyr touches
and consoles
me
(F)
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