The whispers and the wind of the world carry mor secrets than you think.
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Enveloped by Sadness
Short StoryI'm sorry, I'm seeing nightmares everywhere I go, and when I stop time goes by too slow <3 Let the wind whisk you away, there is no more time for play, We've outgrew this happiness Don't cry I'm watching over you Don't cry I'm leaving Don't cry I've...
