• charfire_m 9w

    10:16 PM 71% outside
    The rattle of my soul is Quicksand fear where Love stands still, motionless in times of moments each their own; catching the very spin of the tail splash
    In life you are what you are to be eating(= energy arranging tongue/toner), what can I find this love of life the kind of itself; fire of life lights the whole can of what on fire, on 1one side and on the other side there’s life
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