I find in the
spaces
what you forgot to look for-
dream-pieces from a long time back
slow air sustains me,
it does not matter that
silence kills
In the permanence of the sands, a desert flower blooms.
I share the restless stillness of my world through poetry and stories, and random thoughts written when I feel the need to breathe. Instead of just being here.
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