A wild depth we are encumbered far beyond.
These sounds that rise to glory as the world.
My dream’s violent hush sustains a trace of stars.
I give you not only my hand, but all it may portend.
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A wild depth we are encumbered far beyond.
These sounds that rise to glory as the world.
My dream’s violent hush sustains a trace of stars.
I give you not only my hand, but all it may portend.
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