• tshomozabi 7w

    You share the weirdness
    You climb the top with no fear to drop
    Witnessed the moonlight and sang to the rhythm of the cool yet soft breeze.
    Random became trend in the silence.
    The spaces between the intestine
    Rushes to let me know that silence is no good.
    Even the songs shouted
    Lyrics doesn't have to be correct.


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