as if I were in the wrong era...
I carry with me principles
that have already been lost,
and I still love things
that are no longer valued.
It feels like I belong
to a distant time,
one that pulls me back
to a past long gone.
consigliere on Nostr: That feeling always arises— as if I were in the wrong era... I carry with me ...
That feeling always arises—
as if I were in the wrong era...
I carry with me principles
that have already been lost,
and I still love things
that are no longer valued.
It feels like I belong
to a distant time,
one that pulls me back
to a past long gone.
as if I were in the wrong era...
I carry with me principles
that have already been lost,
and I still love things
that are no longer valued.
It feels like I belong
to a distant time,
one that pulls me back
to a past long gone.