As day breaks the shadows appear,
Between the dusk and the dawn,
There is a strange calm
A fire that numbs the soul
Turning by blues into gold.
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 8:18 PM UTC
As day breaks the shadows appear,
Between the dusk and the dawn,
There is a strange calm
A fire that numbs the soul
Turning by blues into gold.
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