Each Autumn we fall in and out of
Souls who
Lure us into a gust of changing leaves.
A familiar song
Strummed
Down our every vein.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 10:20 PM UTC
Each Autumn we fall in and out of
Souls who
Lure us into a gust of changing leaves.
A familiar song
Strummed
Down our every vein.
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