sets its course to remain just that If not for the blatant disregard for its purity It would never uncover the anger *stormlit, aqua* The crest of the waters
The spaces meant for it to be! "Reaching, to hold onto, the liquid, rain" The perspiration on a sweating soul tells The body what is known The the water
Traducere: Ateu. De apă.
throughout The spaces meant for it to be! "Reaching, to hold onto, the liquid, rain" The perspiration on a sweating soul tells The body what is known The the water
