Prayer of thanks
Clean white falling snow
So thankful for my moonlight
Her knight has come home
posted by Iudex Yasha at 1:22 PM
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
posted by Iudex Yasha at 1:22 PM
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