by methuzelahTampa, Florida, USA
Dec 2018 406 Views 1 comments
Bertha
Piano is playing, violins, and muskets burned
Another path for them to follow
not so intense, like the one that went last night
Still, soul, and notes, water, and wine
Let them be, let them get there first, so eloquence
The Admiral, and the Conductor, will face their duty
duty, for no one to be glorious, nor independent from
each other...behold!
Another path for them to follow
not so intense, like the one that went last night
Still, soul, and notes, water, and wine
Let them be, let them get there first, so eloquence
The Admiral, and the Conductor, will face their duty
duty, for no one to be glorious, nor independent from
each other...behold!
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Posted: Dec 2018
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