…moonlight shines on the fasting labyrinth of my mind.
…I look elsewhere, but the wind blows my visions away.
…My heart is not lonely, but it will be.
….The night devours the smoke from my lips, like a blanket enveloping sorrow.
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…moonlight shines on the fasting labyrinth of my mind.
…I look elsewhere, but the wind blows my visions away.
…My heart is not lonely, but it will be.
….The night devours the smoke from my lips, like a blanket enveloping sorrow.