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Handmade16 october 2023
My Silver Bleeds
Life slips through
pores of skin, and eyes
of all needles.
A fawn doesn't know
how to go back home after
losing the track.
Did you ever go
in the den of wild cats to
offer immaculacy?
16 october 2023
Life slips through
pores of skin, and eyes
of all needles.
A fawn doesn't know
how to go back home after
losing the track.
Did you ever go
in the den of wild cats to
offer immaculacy?