Mar 2022
Should I tell the most gruesome tale:
"my love, my eternally falling leaf,
promise queen, listen,
I hate you, Summer Seethe!"
And summer's come and go,
to put it simply so.
"my love, my eternally falling leaf,
promise queen, listen,
I hate you, Summer Seethe!"
And summer's come and go,
to put it simply so.
Written by
Felix Hackberry
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