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In the Crumbs
In the Crumbs
It's our senselessness
that is the hallmark
of our nature;
every sacred moment....
burnt,
and every intimacy
and integration are left
in the crumbs
of the coals.
It's our senselessness
that is the hallmark
of our nature;
every sacred moment....
burnt,
and every intimacy
and integration are left
in the crumbs
of the coals.
Published 20th Jan 2025
Author's Note
Holding my breath those 64 yards and gasping like lungs afire....
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20th Jan 2025 3:56pm
good moring dearest RT even the crumbs are sustenance makes us hungry for the bounty great write...❤️
20th Jan 2025 9:57pm
