White [Hot] Light
Why is the underground always summoning me?
Be it life or love or here to there…
It summons – resonating.
It pulsates… beating until I can’t stand the sound.
Like drums.
Like war drums.
Why is the underground always summoning me?
Be it life or love or here to there…
It summons – resonating.
It pulsates… beating until I can’t stand the sound.
Like drums.
Like war drums.
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