

I unravel threads, golden and silver …
The chest of my discontent
unfolds.
Selene
comes forth,
while silent,
the moment I throw in the air …
Behind the curtains,
colorful silks as incense for my dreams …
A suffocating scent that,


I unravel threads, golden and silver …
The chest of my discontent
unfolds.
Selene
comes forth,
while silent,
the moment I throw in the air …
Behind the curtains,
colorful silks as incense for my dreams …
A suffocating scent that,

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