This vessel is like glass, and it shatters enmass Yes, my fears consume me, as my tears reduce me. Looking back is useless! Perhaps looking forward the same, at time it feels just like a game! Freedom to have, freedom to hold. Alas, can I be bold?

This vessel is like glass, and it shatters enmass Yes, my fears consume me, as my tears reduce me. ...

"Letting a past slip away, the baggage stowed faraway." ⏳🤗💋🥛🔍💼 Show more
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