Wish Upon A Pen
May your works and words traverse the five continents
Let your black and indigo clamor stir all latencies
That the ears of our race no more buzz with complacencies
And our sleepwalker soul awakes and understands!
May your works and words traverse the five continents
Let your black and indigo clamor stir all latencies
That the ears of our race no more buzz with complacencies
And our sleepwalker soul awakes and understands!
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