My bones, weary Heavy like a tombstone Engraved in bold My lore that made my mold, Told Amidst fields of pale marigold.
Very nice piece Ozezi. You articulated tiredness well here.
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9/21/2024 9:37:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very nice piece Ozezi. You articulated tiredness well here.