Sloth's Slumber: Xiaotian Fan's Collection
-02.25.2023-
In whispers hushed, the tale is doomed
By grains of time to youth’s own mood.
That swirl and choke in noxious blend
Of fumes and smoke suspend upend.
But on the path of life, we tread
With hearts and hands to guide ahead,
Our own fate we shall compose
With strength and will, as each one knows.
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