"Crestfallen Whispers"

Updated: Aug 10, 2022

Crestfallen whispers to the moon,

Woven winds coiling into the nudge of my lonely breath,

that was once synced with blue skies and blossoms.

Ballast with grief,

Twas' but a dream that will never be.

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