The day I immured You within the perfume of my silence, You furloughed me within the lullabies of my irrational loneliness..
One day, the leaves will fall following the cold winter nights. Denuded will be the woods with the quietudes of hushed up poetries.
To live, now Let's burn together..
V@@S..
#MuseOfDaNomad
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