with tick tock sleet
on the window pane
stolen smiles
are what remain
of whispered oaths
whip snapping on
autumn wind
words | spirit | alchemy
with tick tock sleet
on the window pane
stolen smiles
are what remain
of whispered oaths
whip snapping on
autumn wind
chilled to the bone? 🙂
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