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The sleet in my eyes The brume of empty thy Hast w

The sleet in my eyes The brume of empty thy Hast wild breeze of flower leafs Yet fragrance missing thy Is curse of giveth it by thy In ocean of Absence sigh Canst withdrawal prowing heart my O ye numberless days breeze thou my Hast ocean vast of dews Yet wastage drink how woes Thy untill presence of touch On dreary land wilt not joy much On forty days like holy scripts Of fairy tale on Noah age As life tis torment, pang grips Tis begger thy vocal love wage OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATmanbg91 • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts • Please maintain the aesthetics.
The sleet in my eyes The brume of empty thy Hast wild breeze of flower leafs Yet fragrance missing thy Is curse of giveth it by thy In ocean of Absence sigh Canst withdrawal prowing heart my O ye numberless days breeze thou my Hast ocean vast of dews Yet wastage drink how woes Thy untill presence of touch On dreary land wilt not joy much On forty days like holy scripts Of fairy tale on Noah age As life tis torment, pang grips Tis begger thy vocal love wage OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATmanbg91 • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #aestheticthoughts • Please maintain the aesthetics.
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