lost rites
2014/01/24
••• XIV
come find the meaning of the word inside of me
after all, aren't we all boats touching each other at sea
and yet so completely oblivious to each other's existence
brittle facades
all that is thirst in the horizon-filling pools
XXI, the age of mass-born Tantalus
.,.
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