The well is stone cold
My well is dry
I read in the seams of the walls
Betrays and cause
My anger is swollen
Mistake wasn't me
Or was it?
Now I can climb the seams of the stones
Released and gone
Seek for another fertile and warm
To host the soul
Now magical places will bloom
Black and true
Sheer pleasure, awaits...
C O M E
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