Notes
once I had a child, he was wilder than the moonlight.
he could do it all, like he'd been here before . . .
⧽- ☾ ⧴
songs for the coming frost, for pine beds, for long, cold nights.
once I had a child, he was wilder than the moonlight.
he could do it all, like he'd been here before . . .
⧽- ☾ ⧴
songs for the coming frost, for pine beds, for long, cold nights.
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