seized

Among the tall grass I went in seek of

a mushroom head far away

perhaps I wasn't aware of what I wished for,

the strength of the hole that would suck me whole,

At the call of the one who remember's their dead lover one is alive despite being dead the perishable body shall only hold onto a few...

Staring at the ruined canvas with colours she detest and forms she'd never digest to view any longer, she slathered fresh hues to cover...

let it flow through you, acknowledge it, the suffering shall also have place in your thoughts now Eventually will give root to wisdom and...

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