Bonjour, la noirceur, mon vieil ami
Je suis venu te reparler
Car une vision piétinante doucement
A laissé ses graines lorsque je dormais
Et la vision
Qui était plantée dans mon cerveau
Demeure toujours
Parmi le son du silence
I was reading that in the news the other day. Something about the ground being heated so much that the heat rised quickly bring the hay with it and made it spin.
I hope everyone is ok!!!!!!!!!
Tbf that does look pretty cool
captainace you have an obsession with fake and unreal things just stop
anyway
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