difference and repetition
thefathertheson
posted by name of the rose at 5:16 p.m.
soak the edge
The inside of thought is where everything teems and stirs with a thousand cracks is where the water meets the shore like threads pulled taut that soak the edge
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I return. Again.
The words, like a rich dessert, must be ingested slowly and savoured; like a vintage wine, deliver that inner warmth and intoxication; like the air that we breathe, give life and leave us needing more.
Beautiful.
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