hard to see demons
while chasing the dark ~ stumbling
breath of fire burning truth
I am
in-between death & dream
turning to scream
but can only manage mumbling
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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