airstage

Whispers thread through skies of gray 🌫️.

Hush, crush, hum 💨,

Silence breaks where echoes drum 🥁.

Fade, blade, sway ✂️,

Time cuts deep, then drifts away ⏳.

Orange skies as the Garden shakes 🌅,

Dreams collide when the fever breaks 🌌,

Timbs hit hard where the echoes stay 🎶,

We rise for the love, not the games they play ❤️.

@Everyone