A Tale of Purity
When you imbue trusted like a tryst
yellow seams above a spoiled
maternity
I stayed gathered and deep brown
under the field.
My heart is filled with felicity
like a emerald bottle.
yellow seams above a spoiled
maternity
I stayed gathered and deep brown
under the field.
My heart is filled with felicity
like a emerald bottle.
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