tricky towers of my future belongs
i stood there like a lifeless body waiting to be eaten by words on the computer screen,it kept saying its the end my love the very very end.but my eyes fought;heart raced for this the start i worked for.didn't sleep nights for.
it was all over that minute;everything i designed through cosmic moonlight sonata and deep thoughts of course in nights of drinking and dancing now i was left useless.
nothing comes beyond this i failed.
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sun moon and raising √
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