How is it so
That there are two parts of every story
Yet everyone seems to always know just one
What happens to the other part
Is it to be forgotten and justice put to nothing
Or does it not matter that the other person is hurting
It's doesn't matter, does it?
-Kassey.
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ETHEREAL
PoetryElegant, exquisite, beautiful. Ethereal: extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world. It's a language so soft, soothing and calming. It's beautiful and understanding yet so absurd to us. It reaches the deepest parts of o...
