364: Relic

I run my thumb over the engravings

Funny

I never wondered what they meant before

Now and forever

My infinity

Somehow the writing seems empty

The words have lost their meaning

A language lost to time

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Written by: Millie Bysh

Instagram: @leoninepixie

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