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Je Vois Augustin Smith 2 by Smith'g

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Je Vois Augustin Smith 2

ambient

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under the weight of a humid sky, i trace your name—augustin smith,
through alleys where apolline calls, her voice a thread through old momboshi streets.
john'bi kadiangaikiye hums beneath the banana leaves,
mama’s hands hold the morning light, thick with the scent of nanga.
sirène zakalara sings memoirs to cracked walls,
papa na mado’s shoes kick dust in rhythm to forgotten beats.
wamitchano counts chickens, a subtle drum in the distance,
kazophar, twirling the night’s quiet edges, slick as wet stone.
i see you everywhere, augustin, carved like whispers on cracked windows,
every street corner, every silence, your shadow folds into the next breath,
i see you everywhere, augustin, from the breeze in victorine’s laughter,
to ali amidu’s steady hand, the pulse that never lets me forget.
the rustle of the market, a soundtrack thick with voices,
soeur victorine’s footsteps, syncopated echoes in the dawn.
that old rhythm from f4 flats shakes the ground,
where stories climb like vines, stubborn and alive under the broad sky.
wamitchano’s rooster calls split the early light,
kazophar’s smile flickers, a flame against the grey.
john'bi's tales unfold in the folds of night,
apolline’s tears soften stones that echo the past.
i see you everywhere, augustin, carved like whispers on cracked windows,
every street corner, every silence, your shadow folds into the next breath,
i see you everywhere, augustin, from the breeze in victorine’s laughter,
to ali amidu’s steady hand, the pulse that never lets me forget.
through the mesh of tales and shadows, your name threads the loom,
augustin — not a ghost, but the heartbeat beneath the bloom.
not fading but fracturing light, casting shapes only i can claim,
in the murmur of momboshi nights, you are the untamed flame.
i see you everywhere, augustin, carved like whispers on cracked windows,
every street corner, every silence, your shadow folds into the next breath,
i see you everywhere, augustin, from the breeze in victorine’s laughter,
to ali amidu’s steady hand, the pulse that never lets me forget.
augustin, in the pockets of breeze, in the corners of my view,
i carry you in quiet colors, in places where light bends true.
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