Distant.
Your eyes are distant from mine.
I stare in the expanse of Whatwas,
and the Whatwas changed into the
Whatis.
and the Whatis created a distance.
Goodbye.
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
Distant.
Your eyes are distant from mine.
I stare in the expanse of Whatwas,
and the Whatwas changed into the
Whatis.
and the Whatis created a distance.
Goodbye.
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