obsolete
walls collapse
without a sound.
eternity bends
into never.
i crumble
like dried clay.
wind blows by
but leaves me here.
autumn comes...
i'm already there.
without a sound.
eternity bends
into never.
i crumble
like dried clay.
wind blows by
but leaves me here.
autumn comes...
i'm already there.
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