Yorkwolves
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Sorrows call In shadows deep, where tears may flow, Sorrow dwells, a relentless woe. A heavy heart, burdened and worn, In the stillness of night, it is often born. It weaves its threads through silent sighs, Painting the world in muted skies. Aching... – *by Michael Taylor*	1 View added 8 months ago	Rating

In shadows deep, where tears may flow,
Sorrow dwells, a relentless woe.
A heavy heart, burdened and worn,
In the stillness of night, it is often born.

It weaves its threads through silent sighs,
Painting the world in muted skies.
Aching...

– by Michael Taylor

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