Weave the void until it becomes light. Mourn your own thoughts. The bird knows: beneath the electric…

Weave the void until it becomes light. Mourn your own thoughts. The bird knows: beneath the electric blue, Silence is a cry that cannot be undone.

Weave the void until it becomes light. Mourn your own thoughts. The bird knows: beneath the electric blue, Silence is a cry that cannot be undone.








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