"As the witness of my own luxury,The shards from my Land,Where few stones turn Ember,In the turmoiled Valley.
The sound of the strings,Intoxicated and vacant,The bliss of an Era,Utterly shattered.
As if it would …
may i sample such a beautiful melody?
YO
🤓🤓🤓🌀
scrathes my brain nice
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