to life. It’s the most reclusive, and yet it manages to ensnare anyone’s attention in its fearful
and enigmatic claws. It’s neither Summer nor Winter, it’s something in between. Even Fall itself doesn’t know what it truly wants to be. Haunted or a haunting. Maybe, I’m overall just a gloomy person,

Album: What is Tragedy?
Data: 16 iulie 2024

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Chapter 01⸻“If haunting is anything, perhaps that’s what it is; time in the wrong place.”
I’m sitting right here, in the passenger seat, thinking how it feels like death outside. I’ve always
to life. It’s the most reclusive, and yet it manages to ensnare anyone’s attention in its fearful
and my imagination doesn’t go beyond the unknown I’ve been soaking in for as long as I can
For others, Fall is poetry. The leaves fall and fall as if they are eager to finally kiss the ground



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