Ethereal Reverie
- LETTURE 298
- Voti 14
- Parti 17
It takes an effleurage to make the paraprosexia enter abluvion.
Though some things are meant to be stelliferous, exploring the abyssal of the tacenda and developing a noetic mind enables enlightenment within esoteric matters amidst the caligation engulfing one's latibule.
For a nonce, hear the psithurism and feel the apricity hidden in this world by gaining eunoia upon reading the collection of amaranthine cathartical poems I made during this quarantine.
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