3:21 a.m.

This is a compendium of words, sentences, and paragraphs written at 3 in the morning heavily influenced by the sweet scent of rum and a kiss of loneliness.
Although written with the sincerity of my heart, I should warn you: It is NOT really that good. I mean, have you read my profile description?

"Dissolved traces of light, inside a sweet dream
The immediately disappearing time along with life
The scent of autumn flowers on my fluttering dry shirt
Feels just like my bad habit of giving up"- Yama

Pardon my poorly written English, for it is not my mother tongue

Spanglish trigger 🔥

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