Hear That?
nothing is left unsaid
in the end.
the departures
say it all, only if
you choose to listen.
the answers
you have been waiting for...
maybe they have been given
already...
“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.
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