my touch at infinity
tempest
"Outside,
the storm clouds gathering
[...]
Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks
So they can in turn
Reach up and kiss the sky
They are driven by a strange desire
[...]"
" @The Carnival is Over by Dead Can Dance.
the storm clouds gathering
[...]
Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks
So they can in turn
Reach up and kiss the sky
They are driven by a strange desire
[...]"
" @The Carnival is Over by Dead Can Dance.
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