Going about in a manner I like, or,
Wandering the streets in peace.
This orb and it's dreadful entirety,
Could not before a simple reverie.
An err in me or fault in you,
Falling in orbit with a concentric "us."
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 8:57 AM UTC
Going about in a manner I like, or,
Wandering the streets in peace.
This orb and it's dreadful entirety,
Could not before a simple reverie.
An err in me or fault in you,
Falling in orbit with a concentric "us."