RoboticRareness

-Quiet- Hush your breath, and retentive be. You extol her skies, so I'll sing goodbyes. Wave fair be fair, like the countless trees. Farewell to the silent kin. Farewell to me.             -Absolution- So tell me what you think of Her the perfume that she is. The flowers that do spring along the coruscating breeze. The long beach where Redondo's foot prints could be seen until the sea is softned, past its mark.