The street lamps downtown
drowning the gloaming
hardly fend the night off
come sudden lightfall
and the rise of auroras
drowning the gloaming
hardly fend the night off
come sudden lightfall
and the rise of auroras
Here I was, am, shall be, tending the tree I planted, by the well I built, with water from my hands. The clay under my fingernails that wo...
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