IT’S QUIET BEFORE THE STORM
IT‘S QUIET BEFORE THE STORM In the blue light of dawn very early Wilting are the roses on dismal days lately Every sandglass will then slip away wildly It’s quiet before the storm quite purely. The angelic trumpets blow an elegant theme Pageant’s banners fly like out of a dream The rumble of canons echo […]
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