white lake
Every leftover holds a story, We just forget to listen.
It's truly the bitter truth-
In the midnight's hush, beneath the
moon's soft glows,
Bare feet, bare clothes,
Beneath a dim light sought,
A man, with hunger fought.
His eyes, hollow wells, search the night,
scorching the wastes,
Gazing upon scraps, a pitiful sight.
In the remnants of plenty, a feast he finds,
From the city's castaways, solace unwinds.
weary sapphireBOT
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white lake
Thanks a lot✨
regal ore
also i love the story with the man
white lake
Im glad you liked it
minor axle
I really like how this is told, amazing work!
white lake
Thanks a lot this means so much for me🕊️
stiff portal
Every leftover holds a story, We just forget to listen.
It's truly the bitter...
the start caught me intrigued its rlly good 💐
white lake
Thanksss:3✨
rapid spoke
Great premise!
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