I'm obscured by my thoughts, constantly lost in a stare. The conversation isn't good, this is serious. I cannot proceed. Not now...men in black, faceless apparitions line the halls of my mind. Wisping dangerously through the tarnished thoughts. A glint of hope, a trigger of salvation, a break in the normalcy of degradation.
Yoshino Cherry Tree Size
5 months ago
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I hear a chorus coming on...
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