perjantai 7. elokuuta 2026

AS THEY DISAPPEAR

The night is dark,
the high tide of summer
long ebbed,
and I listen to the silence
and fill it with these words
echoing
in my own mind,
for that is what I do,
I fill moments
with words
as they disappear
taking the words
with them
and parts of myself
that lives
in that moment
and nowhere else.

07.08.2026

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