Hiraeth
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Dernière publication lun., mars 8, 2021
Burning through the 'fault lines'
An obsidian rush towards the surface
Rising from the depths of deception
Departing, radiating in all directions
Uncontainable.
Poems for those who feel dropped off on the wrong planet, homesick for something indescribable.
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