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
posted by name of the rose at 2:04 p.m.
Haunting photograph. Those delicate trees like a necklace of space in the mist.
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Haunting photograph. Those delicate trees like a necklace of space in the mist.
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