And if it is the last, let
it be grand and gentle;
let silence leave unkissed mouths
with the evocation of an
ageless past that hovers
on the tips of phantasmal fingers
begging to touch
on abandoned shores.
And if it is the last, let
it be grand and gentle;
let silence leave unkissed mouths
with the evocation of an
ageless past that hovers
on the tips of phantasmal fingers
begging to touch
on abandoned shores.
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