Re: Song/Quote of the day! -
December 27th 2018, 11:42 AM
Cold is the wind
Bringing forth clarity
Time rushing on
And nothing will remain
There's no glory on the last journey
Home
And so we sway in the wind like the willow
Meant to give way to the order of the storm
Won't leave a mould in the marsh of the ages
A tired chevalier of fortune
Blue and serene once a sky swanned on magic
The unborn in the stream of destiny
Time flows to become a mound of nothing
For a broken soldier of fortune
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