cat1Whisper

30 / M / Berlin, Germany
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A Calling at Bio CompanyThe apples she rolls, / the carrots she throws— / decadence in motion.
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Apr 9
The Purges of Winter '26Those were the times. / Noone was remotely disturbed at the sight / of pretty much anything anymore. That in itself was disturbing.
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Apr 5
The Dove ContinuedMy dove was right: / A dove’s blood / had to be spilled at the open window.
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Apr 5
The DoveI had to bury a dove once; / I didn’t know before, / bringing death to my windowsill
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Apr 5
What Could Be Our GardenI’ve been stalking my own soul, / drawing again and again out of this muddy puddle / that is my own private soul swamp.
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Mar 9
Alchemic LoreSmall prophets awaiting everywhere, / silver compass spinning in prayer. / You know it, as you experienced bring
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Mar 5
Never Worry AloneNever worry alone. As in: lonesome worry may turn you into a broken biscuit—not because there is truly something broken about you, but because you are worrying yourself into crumbs. / The dream of a wholesome life is so easily corrupted. / Your gaze follows mine, and we nod in unison, swearing silently. Never worry alone. I didn’t quite know what I meant when I said it the first time, but I think I do now that we're sitting here together, the fire's flickering light licking our faces.
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Jan 31
The MistWhat we spotted first was a trail of tangerine peels in the ice, / the orange forcing its gleefulness into our vision. / The air smelled of cocoa and rice;
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Jan 25
Twenty-Eight DaysIt takes twenty-eight days to form a new habit. / Only a single February—what relief. / Twenty-eight days to get my weird back,
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Jan 23
Lament for JoggersI see you, winter, / I get what you’re doing. / But this year, my dear,
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Dec 21, 2025
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