The sun is sleeping quietly. Once upon a century. Wistful oceans calm and red. Ardent caresses laid to rest. For my dreams I hold my life. For wishes I behold my nights. A truth at the end of
The sun is sleeping quietly. Once upon a century. Wistful oceans calm and red. Ardent caresses laid to rest. For my dreams I hold my life. For wishes I behold my nights. The truth at the end of time
