EpicEnter
““Righteousness distorts Righteous distortion”.”
To be alive is a constant burning
To believe is a burning constant
Moth the child who party with the sea
When the new day breaks the chain
To be alone we part together
To depart we partner alone
Every fresco a tense freesia
Every massacre a tender masquerade
It is a wonder to forever waiver
One by one pairing day by day
To dream we drown us from afar
To be free we set ourselves aflame
03.2021.
By Aran Meredith
Catch a bottle of falling stars.
