“…Stuck in a long line, palpable Equilibrium
My song finds.. Reassured the world’s whirl is all mine.
Writing for pay, in sights with a fray–
From January2May.. Caged. Perfectly aged…”
“…Stuck in a long line, palpable Equilibrium
My song finds.. Reassured the world’s whirl is all mine.
Writing for pay, in sights with a fray–
From January2May.. Caged. Perfectly aged…”