I am a forest and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness will find banks full of roses under my cypresses
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Cerita oleh Ella
Desert Learns to Drown..
A solitary walk through a mind where opposites live side by side. On one side, an endless desert, silent, pat...
Playing Myself Without Knowing the...
A quiet study of borrowed emotions,
plural pain,
and the strange comfort of pretending we are not alone.
Writ...
What we have for dinner?
A quiet, aching monologue from the bones of sorrow itself.
This piece explores the silent burden of living wi...
