Rest
End comes softly, like a whisper's breath
Unseen, unfelt, it draws too near
Life slips away through fingers
Silent farewell, fading
Cradles weary souls
Last chance to dream
Bound to peace’s
Final
Rest
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End comes softly, like a whisper's breath
Unseen, unfelt, it draws too near
Life slips away through fingers
Silent farewell, fading
Cradles weary souls
Last chance to dream
Bound to peace’s
Final
Rest
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro