Frederick B. Ponder - .elephant mystics: cloud 9. ⛅️ lyrics
Glittered whispers of a youthful cloud, wallow in a mist of orange-crème dust. Such subtle grey royals hold a shimmering mystic, that vibrates each clock in the glitch of an instant.
Glittered whispers of a youthful cloud, wallow in a mist of orange-crème dust. Such subtle grey royals hold a shimmering mystic, that vibrates each clock in the glitch of an instant.