By ByakuroStories | Bykuro's Diary | 3 Jun 2021
Like a wolf that he has lost its time.
Howl silently,
wild Heart devoid of reason or judgment.
He waits.
Like a breeze Choreographer in lush fields They dance,
With the sky in tears joyful peasants.
In dreams of love in distant walks among flowering trees and worldly lives.
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