Arete (arete) wrote,
Arete
arete

  • Music:
Green hills rolling beyond my sight
Sighs borne of the earth itself
Mists rolling to envelop
Me in their embrace
Eyes closed, I imagine
It's your arms
Holding onto mine
Far away from my sight
Lies your body, But
Your soul stands next to me
As mine stands next to you
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