Matter, I kid myself, no laughing...
Tag: art
Something extra
I felt ridiculous in...
Certain things
I try to win...
Love in a funeral parlour
The funeral director...
Write a love poem
My heart grows light even in the darkest days...
Love is a surprising song
I let go of the idea...
No desire, no grief
I want coffee...
Jasmine tea
I spar with death...
The forest has a silver aura
...in the starless moonless...
Heart of the falling-apple trees
In the valley...
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