Whisper like you’ve lost your eyesight and are trembling with a start, thinking your voice is stuck between your two wings, between your breast and clawing to escape from your Little Red Riding Hood [red] and wet branches of a dead tree [brown].
Whisper like you’ve lost your eyesight and are trembling with a start, thinking your voice is stuck between your two wings, between your breast and clawing to escape from your Little Red Riding Hood [red] and wet branches of a dead tree [brown].