Lanterns So I look beneath my lanterns into the world beyond And tremble for they play as if is still possible to be alive and vibrant in this time and who would dare respond Beauty is not something to approach just randomly. To catch glances turns the mind into spirals of confusion Wanting and not... Sign in to see full entry.
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