Inner Realm
- Forlorn self -
Things fall apart and doomsday dawns,
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Eyes of loved ones are without fire, No scale to measure pain untold. Infinite chain in a dungeon.
nice words- Nature is a deep canopy, Over the sepulchre solitary
Things fall apart and doomsday dawns, The storms of strange watery flurry, Nature is a deep canopy, Over the sepulchre solitary...! !