lauantai 3. elokuuta 2024

THESE DAYS I LIVE NOW

These days drift like
white clouds, lost
among the multitude
of their kind filling
the sky, life; memory
unable to differentiate
them, these quiet, slow
days, these clouds
drifting in time.

03.08.2024


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