lyrics:
Straight from the grapes off the winter well
Vine
Fire in his gut confirms its going down fine
Blades in his back from his work at front lines
Scars meet the fern and they’ll fade in due time
Chalk on his frien…
its an elven honor 🗡️
Stoked for this project🫶🏼
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broooooo art🥀😭