I'm at my own disposal today
like a priest of the holy place
I turned to every page of an old diary
attempting to re-write of nothingness
Some words are longing for the untraceable memory
Some are erased significantly!!
like a priest of the holy place
I turned to every page of an old diary
attempting to re-write of nothingness
Some words are longing for the untraceable memory
Some are erased significantly!!
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