Crossroads
Blessed
Is our fruit
Cursed
Is this earth
Every
Crossroad is eternally a drifting windmile
Hearts
Cut
Spirits
Lost
Feelings
Hurt
Wednesday , October 6th , 2021
Copyright © Talin Kalishian | Year Posted 2021
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