You made the early morning little warmer.
The fuzzy silhouette turned up through dirty glass
and heart began to throb. Breath had been stolen
as long ago in our happy broken past.
Your dusty silhouette... And one more morning
was lost in thoughts of you, My native Lovely Beast...
You walked alone, but memory had sobered
It sobered once again and crushed all light believes...
Thea, 29.04.2025
Completely lost morning
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