a head not following the rules a mind denying the threat there's darkness all around blinding lights cripling delights to sing, to dance, or to drown in despair following in the footsteps of the dreaded dead I do not fear madness it's the sadness I can't bear
whispered to the stars ✨ countless names, -yet all the same the ones we loved the ones we lost once upon a time remembered, but forgotten they'll remain always always the same
“All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
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