
The Bruise of Distance.
You said it would only be a few months. Months turned to years and years turned to never. Time is merely vapor and we were merely smoke.
Poetry Slam:
You said it would only be a few months. Months turned to years and years turned to never. Time is merely vapor and we were merely smoke.
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