Two months I held my ground,
not a fleeting span, yet long enough
to wake me up
It’s always been that way
they gather in clusters, always
My solitude turns into noise,
as two days more slowly move along
Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 1:33 PM UTC
Two months I held my ground,
not a fleeting span, yet long enough
to wake me up
It’s always been that way
they gather in clusters, always
My solitude turns into noise,
as two days more slowly move along