And I am not alone,
I hear the walls repeating:
"I'm comming, wait for me."
But I never got out.
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 4:00 PM UTC
And I am not alone,
I hear the walls repeating:
"I'm comming, wait for me."
But I never got out.
A poem every day.
02-11-19
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