Woke up and made my way to the shore.
Take a seat.
I'll never find where I rested before.
Only one new change not in mind but heart.
All knowing.
A hand touches my shoulder.
May 22, 2021
May 22, 2021 at 9:14 AM UTC
Woke up and made my way to the shore.
Take a seat.
I'll never find where I rested before.
Only one new change not in mind but heart.
All knowing.
A hand touches my shoulder.
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