It's pretty much impossible to say something about my summer vibes. I hate this time of the year, and I feel like this one will not change much of my view. I'll continue working on something bigger, yet I will have some other things to present. Where stillness dies, from darkness arise.
a goblet of wine, full of dead flies
is the only reason for my soul to rise.
with decaying faith and dying pride
i have everything and nothing by my side.
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