I sniff gray omens drifting where hot summer breezes roam,The sky wears ash instead of blue above each hurried home.Yet every smoke-veiled dawn still hides a clearer day in store—Guard…
I sniff gray omens drifting where hot summer breezes roam,The sky wears ash instead of blue above each hurried home.Yet every smoke-veiled dawn still hides a clearer day in store—Guard…