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I am not a human,I am a field I am a tear that wends a detour to the lips finding quietus at last within my lap. I am the exhale ere sleep I am the stride that abridges the distance between today and tomorrow. I am the auroral mist, the cold touch upon the skin. I am the heartbeat of the Telluric deep 7.83 HZ I am the tributary that never meets the main. I am neither the enigma nor the key, but the liminal space between. I am the portal left unlatched, the numinous grace behind. I am the nocturne yearning for the solstice ray. I am the shore awaiting the aeon’s tide. I am the evanescent craving the perpetual. I listen I abide I witness I become
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Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 12:07 PM UTC
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I am not a human,I am a field I am a tear that wends a detour to the lips finding quietus at last within my lap. I am the exhale ere sleep I am the stride that abridges the distance between today and tomorrow. I am the auroral mist, the cold touch upon the skin. I am the heartbeat of the Telluric deep 7.83 HZ I am the tributary that never meets the main. I am neither the enigma nor the key, but the liminal space between. I am the portal left unlatched, the numinous grace behind. I am the nocturne yearning for the solstice ray. I am the shore awaiting the aeon’s tide. I am the evanescent craving the perpetual. I listen I abide I witness I become
Inspired by Rastislav "spas "
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Petrichorblue
F/Germany
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 12:07 PM UTC
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