Secret Serenade
Secret Serenade


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Summer, with such skill has left her print firmly upon my skin once again
- a secret serenade is given to a burning fire, with only one desire
as i anticipate vivid imagery of an earth changing moment

Time holds me

yet, age still presses forward on this calendar


~ Just a little scribble ~
Memory - Piano / Orchestral - Carlton Forrester

By bcharmed

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