Solitary Chapter II
O Hallowed quieten!
Adopt my flutter and absorb me
Unveil my attaint and abide in me
Establish a sanctuary, in my grime
In the susurration of mine ministration
.... cleanse this aloofness
Make it my armour from foray
And my soul to you will belong
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 3:38 AM UTC
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