ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ                  ✽ the bridges of charvoir           sovereign blown by 2002 elegies.           “the crowd this evening served             as a slight distraction from the             sorrowful that has shroud me             since my beloved buried beneath             the moonlight thrust it’s blossom.” upon the terrace of my central. midway the mirth of my comrades, who full blast to gladden me in my heartache, they bear witness to the chapters of my love story. as momentary retrospection of resurface, so moreover does the grievous tale of our love's demise, alveolate like a worn-out record of down memory lane epoch. warm regards, @charvoir. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ