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Handmade2 april 2024
In Deep Dark
The troubled mind
seeks boundless words
for eccentricity.
You grab the hidden
kiss. Give me the smile
of a mooned heart.
At dusk you will talk
with eyes, trembling hands
igniting dry tips.
2 april 2024
The troubled mind
seeks boundless words
for eccentricity.
You grab the hidden
kiss. Give me the smile
of a mooned heart.
At dusk you will talk
with eyes, trembling hands
igniting dry tips.