The Breeze of Memories
A breeze, once warm, now lost in time,
Whispers tales in a silent chime,
Of dreams that climbed, in their prime,
Now just memories, in the heart's rhyme.
https://thelastmisterhenry.bandcamp.com/album/home-to-our-dreams
A breeze, once warm, now lost in time,
Whispers tales in a silent chime,
Of dreams that climbed, in their prime,
Now just memories, in the heart's rhyme.
https://thelastmisterhenry.bandcamp.com/album/home-to-our-dreams
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