Winterscore ©
Friday, April 26, 2019
After the ecstasy
After the ecstasy
Wind torn flag days of beige
To the linen, the pale
Constant weather and age
The mystery still rules
Particles of Life, dust
Is there gold in the pan
And is this all for must
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