Winterscore ©
Saturday, July 7, 2012
In me, I'm lost, just as
In me, I'm lost, just as
Lost as without a key
Or a map on a trip
That's void of destiny
In a fog all vague, with
No path or direction
Each step a sinking cloud
Time without selection
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