Oh, beloved who walked through my dreams,
You came before my eyes could open.
I wandered through endles roads searching for you, Until at last I found my angel.
I gave my soul to her completely, And in surtender, she became my home.
Wherever the restless wind may wander, I bear her voice
and dissolve into the wind itself.
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 3:25 AM UTC
Oh, beloved who walked through my dreams,
You came before my eyes could open.
I wandered through endles roads searching for you, Until at last I found my angel.
I gave my soul to her completely, And in surtender, she became my home.
Wherever the restless wind may wander, I bear her voice
and dissolve into the wind itself.
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