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Every 5AMmakes me feelmore alive thanI’ve ever been.Right now I senseevery atom of my beingshake and tremble,grin and cryall at the same […]
Light is his game and colour is his object, abjection and absolution. Falsely it hangs whilst on other days he ignores, ignores, […]
One year is subjective blue bird flaming mythics got me questioning why don’t they read me read me listen at least my […]
The wind tunnels through the room heavy and hot. Thoughts hazing my head, more powerful than exhaustion. No force to put me […]