Withering dreams, stuttered words, melancholy shadows, " Whom you will cry to, whose nearest Gigantic nights of tears are answered prayers"… quite poignant. Then, how do we say, " Life, life a prized possession "?
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Withering dreams, stuttered words, melancholy shadows, " Whom you will cry to, whose nearest Gigantic nights of tears are answered prayers"… quite poignant. Then, how do we say, " Life, life a prized possession "?