Forsaken, i was floating.
In the ocean of melancholy ,
Flown by the will of abyss,
Rudderless, I laid,
Awaiting the verdict,
My fate.
The judge, eternal darkness,
Mighty and relentless,
Bore through my anima,
Judging... Judging...
Doubt assulted my consciousness,
For the little spectre of hope held,
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" AN ENCHANTRESS SHE MUST BE " A tale of elegance , Long forbidden by time ... Lost within the core of disapproving...
Saturday, March 14, 2020
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