music filled her ears, the sound of the decaying gate bringing a twinkle to her eyes.
she'd hoped to e g r e s s from her jail.
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Ephemeral
Poetry❝she was e p h e m e r a l for she would last but one other day.❞ *** 00:00 15/9/16 ©_screamer 2017
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music filled her ears, the sound of the decaying gate bringing a twinkle to her eyes.
she'd hoped to e g r e s s from her jail.
