Words and pictures on how to make twinkles in own eyes and colors agree in the dark. Thoughts on mindscaping, moonlighting, and daydreams. The perpetual tenor in rhymes.
Oh what is it that rustles and shivers shaking the dithering soul stirring the valves of glands folding, unfolding the way of dark and light, the surreal steeping, unnaming?
- This cave turns abysmal, i could never have been back up.
2 comments:
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said...
do you want to go back up, though? mungkin yg lo butuh parasut aja tis, supaya terjunnya ga kecepetan.
2 comments:
do you want to go back up, though?
mungkin yg lo butuh parasut aja tis, supaya terjunnya ga kecepetan.
hey titis, fluttering is good. goody good.
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