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THE LAST OF WINE—POEM SILENT
PALE HUSH ABIDES: The Breathèth
Charcoal Speak Tongue Hath Failed
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Erodes the radiance of darkness in the lost soul, blurs the face, erases the future. Walk barefoot on cracked glass streets beneath the arches of forgotten constellations. Every step left behind a faint soul, the last vestiges of the grace no longer had.
The morrow of the soul and the warm
embers of mortal grace are offered
into the abyss in a poem of the fall of
lost souls.
(CATALOGUE: SHADOWS TWILIGHT.)
Blur Hush—Hang Tattered Threads.
@TokoBaaLe / @LegaLw
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The soul, once woven from starlight and promise, now hangs on tattered threads. Every image holds a memory—the warmth of an ancient dawn, the sweetness of a name whispered with devotion, the echo of a laugh that once seemed eternal. But time is unforgiving.
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THE LAST OF WINE—POEM SILENT
PALE HUSH ABIDES: The Breathèth
Charcoal Speak Tongue Hath Failed
────────────── :
Erodes the radiance of darkness in the lost soul, blurs the face, erases the future. Walk barefoot on cracked glass streets beneath the arches of forgotten constellations. Every step left behind a faint soul, the last vestiges of the grace no longer had.
The morrow of the soul and the warm
embers of mortal grace are offered
into the abyss in a poem of the fall of
lost souls.
(CATALOGUE: SHADOWS TWILIGHT.)
Blur Hush—Hang Tattered Threads.
@TokoBaaLe / @LegaLw
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The soul, once woven from starlight and promise, now hangs on tattered threads. Every image holds a memory—the warmth of an ancient dawn, the sweetness of a name whispered with devotion, the echo of a laugh that once seemed eternal. But time is unforgiving.
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