i fall into
memories
that seem
quite
like blackened
mirrors
and morning
mist
i seem to
forget
everything
that is me.
maybe there's
something
i just don't
need to know
something darker than
ancient amazon
rivers.
i fall into memories
that i seem
to forget.
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Sunset
RandomI dive into the sun, searching for peachy summers. ~~~ A collection of distorted short stories.
