Forever Silent
Forever Silent
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Forever grows silent but somehow we speak, our thought floating in night but yet now grows weak, here is for now and so it would seem, that time we spend idle resembles our dream, so goodnight for the few that distance ensue, tomorrow shall come with the light, so bright, so new.
Copyright © Rory Christy | Year Posted 2017
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