At easeA Poem by abril
It was a place,
so quiet, full of dying trees, a gore aura that gives me chills.. Yet I liked it I liked how peaceful it was I liked how quiet it was, no people, no cruelty, no greed, no exploitation, no lust, nothing, just me and the loud silence of an empty crowd.
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Added on October 3, 2022 Last Updated on October 3, 2022 |

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