dyngusd
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Going home As the breeze hits my hair, I walk down the same path I so desperately desired. Piece by piece, It all crumbled, not by choice, but by fate. The sound of the creaking wood and the sight of the gloomy horizon, parted by heaven and... – *by DAWID DYNGUS*	5 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

As the breeze hits my hair,
I walk down the same path
I so desperately desired.

Piece by piece,
It all crumbled,
not by choice,
but by fate.

The sound of the creaking wood
and the sight of the gloomy horizon,
parted by heaven and...

– by DAWID DYNGUS

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