The Burden I Must Carry
Festive my morning hopes, forged coloured scope, for day to meld with heartfelt expectation, and I rise wide-eyed, without shadows
Read moreFestive my morning hopes, forged coloured scope, for day to meld with heartfelt expectation, and I rise wide-eyed, without shadows
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