Shelter From The Rain
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En cours d'écriture5m
Dernière publication dim., déc. 16, 2018
Writing serves as my shelter from the rain,
A magical shelter that can throw all kinds of vain.
Where I can feel a burning art running through my veins,
Through my silent thought I can build it on flames.
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