Friday, May 24, 2024

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Traffic Patterns.

"Caution my specters,
shall you float near my heart?
Burning love turns wisps
to dust and ash as the songs
within me find forlorn ears."

--@MarkoSGata

Unrealized Project.

"The volatile truth of our words should continually betray the inadequacy of the residual statement."

- Henry David Thoreau, Walden (via @aliner)

Far from Home.

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