The sun sets and rises when we least expect it,
as if time was never meant to touch a star as bright as this.
When we least expect it, beauty passes by,
it touches us and glorifies a moment which we might consider lost.
If you ever were to touch me ... time would stop
All would wither, as would I ...
But I would finally see beauty passing by ...
Before I died ...
as if time was never meant to touch a star as bright as this.
When we least expect it, beauty passes by,
it touches us and glorifies a moment which we might consider lost.
If you ever were to touch me ... time would stop
All would wither, as would I ...
But I would finally see beauty passing by ...
Before I died ...
Ama Nesciri ... Ars Amandi
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