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Handmade3 october 2023
Searching Soul
When the divinity
lived in you, I scrambled
to touch blue moon.
Sitting near a
sepulcher, I dreamed of
inhuman deaths.
Will my generation
give heart rending tip-off
to this doomed world?
3 october 2023
When the divinity
lived in you, I scrambled
to touch blue moon.
Sitting near a
sepulcher, I dreamed of
inhuman deaths.
Will my generation
give heart rending tip-off
to this doomed world?