The Last Tears
Category: /General/After the compound stab
like a suicide note, there was left nothing.
The space was increasing.
You wanted everything
to release the fog. It was divinity to
divide the intimacy between the same souls.
What is enough to live
again? Who needs meditation after
incarceration. Let the green trees give epiphany.
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