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Wayward sails, mental memories raise, aye the moment of silence, where i feel , sense the past. Many will shake their tombs upon their wasting shoulders, never needing, wanting the moment, where peace sets. These i ignore, then i fall into my pleasant trance, living the memories again.

Description
Wayward sails, mental memories raise, aye the moment of silence, where i feel , sense the past. Many will shake their tombs upon their wasting shoulders, never needing, wanting the moment, where peace sets. These i ignore, then i fall into my pleasant trance, living the memories again.