swamproseth: ‘.. abstruse sparse griffonage’ (∮)
⠀
⠀ and the gentle breezes blow,
⠀⠀⠀⠀ seventy miles an hour,
⠀⠀⠀⠀ take me away to a place full with love.
⠀when the leaves begin to move in the wind,
⠀causing them to fall onto the desolate stree-
⠀ts. the doves chirped softly, murmuring a
⠀lovely tune. simultaneously, we are pleased
⠀to a...
