The dew is indiscriminate and falls on everything.
Just be the beast that was born.
Feed that animal.
what we see when we’re not too busy to stop and consider
Breathe out fear
I am happy in this place. Can I stay here?
Are you me? You are me?You are me. Are you me?They are me.You are me.You are me. You are me. Me. Me.Me. Me? Me in
Why does winter hold so much energy for me?
Whispered and hushed telling the stories of your dark garden.
I don’t know what’s in store for me but I do know that I’m not waiting any more.
Do you believe in the breaking of solar systems?
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