Chapter I.: Getting Here
Chapter II.: Leaving Here
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Chapter I.: Getting Here
Chapter II.: Leaving Here
Reason defines us, beauty carries us, recognition makes us .
Saetia, Postlapsaria
Touch me deeply as you once had, and I will not soon forget it We speak in riddles to deny the past, to love the present, to prepare the future Beyond that which we have more of, I have seen an old glimmer It's starry eyes for empty skies, I tell you I shudder so hard to find, an embrace so hard to maintain I sweat pictures, words hours of days gone, once buried, and the corpses now warm to the touch.
I am the horizon. I have dreamt of my eyes tracing rings around this world. My arms are stretched to forever. My fingers shake with the fear of control. The fear I know you all know so well. We all lay claim to our destinies yet we all rise and fall with the current.
Touch me deeply as you once had, and I will not soon forget it....
I am the horizon. I have dreamt of my eyes tracing rings around this world. my arms are stretched to forever. My fingers shake with the fear of control. The fear I know you all know so well. We all lay claim to our destinies yet we all rise and fall with the current.
good morning lovers
Saetia- Postlapsaria