Loneliness bites like the autumn’s chill,
mornings and evenings,
stale smells and damp.
A chance at beauty was given once,
as joy anticipates pain,
loss outweighs promise.
Just after
Loneliness bites like the autumn’s chill,
mornings and evenings,
stale smells and damp.
A chance at beauty was given once,
as joy anticipates pain,
loss outweighs promise.
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