The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.
I breathe you in Take in the smell of your skin 'Twas that moment I fell
Quiet, unwell in my personal hell Then you came along A simple song to right my wrongs
Golden bells ring Lifted on wings when you sing Soon it will be
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