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"No longer I defend, The choices I pretend,
Could make amends that heal the loss of precious time;
My conscience paralyzed,
Against the rising tide,
Of haunting memories that drown a wasted life" https://t.co/tyqek6jMFL
🎵Let me bring you love from the field:
poppies red and roses filled with summer rain.
To heal the wound and still the pain
that threatens again and again
as you drag down every lover's lane.🎶
He watched one too many Jethro Tull live performances.
Making a fursona for your normie friend.
That is opening the Pandora's box; that is stealing fire from the gods and granting it to mortals!
It is DANGEROUS!! An eagle WILL end up eating your liver for eternity! 🔥🦅
Current goal:
Creating the Hyper-Folk wear, matching the old and the new.
Tapestry style experiment. For @Punk_Bat
Preparing for a future project. ⚔️🗡️
☠️
Русь свободная воскреснет,
Нашей верою горя;
И услышат эту песню,
Стены древнего Кремля.
Had the song stuck in my head so I had to let it out. Trofim in his natural habitat.