In my manuscript,
I've burned my past lives.
Deep in the cortex's haze,
Memories buried in sighs.
There was no reason no why,
It was a vague albeit goodbye.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 1:52 AM UTC
In my manuscript,
I've burned my past lives.
Deep in the cortex's haze,
Memories buried in sighs.
There was no reason no why,
It was a vague albeit goodbye.
written on 07/05/2024
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