I have always wanted to express myself in some artistic fashion, this is my attempt. I recently found the motivation and am trying to act on it. I hope I can get to a level where I can express a wide range of emotions, but for now my sorrow prevails.
Eidolon Your laughter lives in the walls of the city. Our devotion is the granite that holds the ground together The trees that line the streets were grown by our nurturing love Breathe-in, breathe-out: that was a life ago But now, spirits dwell in these places sacred spirits, but spirits still.
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