Distance
In the warmth of the sun icicles lose their cold purity. The photons fracture their structure hoping they might become friends. They force a cloudiness on a clear day. Thunderclouds brew internally. Let the night come with healing stars and light as old as time.-Lantz Pierre
In the warmth of the sun icicles lose their cold purity. The photons fracture their structure hoping they might become friends. They force a cloudiness on a clear day. Thunderclouds brew internally. Let the night come with healing stars and light as old as time.-Lantz Pierre
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