Searching Myself
Sitting under the stars, on the roof, from the world I remain aloof; hiding myself and observing others.
searching
Trap Me In The Lovely Reflections Between The Pages.. To Nourish the Narcissus Within.
Trap Me In The Lovely Reflections Between The Pages… To Nourish the Narcissus Within.#wisepick
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