i cried while writing this

𝐼 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐿𝐿𝑌 𝐺𝑂𝑂𝐷.

flowers will bloom in shadows In hollow grounds And shallow minds

"Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes." - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There (2012 - 2014)