Hiraeth
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Last published Sun, Jul 9, 2017
HIRAETH-
(n.) A homesickness for a place you can never return to, a place which never was.
Previously: Songs Of My Lonely Soul.
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A Song Of My Lonely Soul.
A Ballad Of My Heart Whole.
A Story That Was Never Said.
When We Find It To Be Dead.
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Cover by: @TheBookwormChameleon
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