‘Aural,

With two feet I conquer the end of my edge. As the glory of my rose arose with my pledge.   Where my weapon, in the midsummer fields, would allege. Here I bloom with the sun and my grace. As the sun sets my night beholds my space. But yet, my mind was a fog […]

‘Aural,

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