waxen light
flowing over the River.
astonished flowers are astonished
By the sorrow of venerate tower.
nothing to say
at the rampage of blood
nothing to pay
a proletariat mother.
Its time to
declined the hearts of Stone.
Its time to
declined the hearts of divine. don't leave the house of fire.
don't leave the pills of courage.
22.12.23
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