It's me.
Homesick for a mystic landscape
gray clouds and a refreshing wind
trapped inside this fragile screen,
Wondering if
I looked at it long enough,
Would it take me there
by some invisible power
right at this moment
before this feeling vanishes.
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Apologies for an unintentional fraud, for I am not a competent painter. After racking my brain for a good three hours, trying to find ... -
Oh, how far we've come searching for faith in a world on fire. Faith in our notions of our nations propaganda since the age of maps— div...
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Rewatching— Moving pictures of the ‘best’ of times Backlit by the fire we lit, Enormous and detailed Shadow-dancing on street walls And wh...
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