My thoughts crash like waves.
Waves crashing against the sharpest, jagged rocks.
Jagged rocks underneath a seemingly neverending cliff.
The same cliff I have envisioned myself lunging off of countless times.
In this way I crash, hoping to never find myself again.
Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 6:24 PM UTC
My thoughts crash like waves.
Waves crashing against the sharpest, jagged rocks.
Jagged rocks underneath a seemingly neverending cliff.
The same cliff I have envisioned myself lunging off of countless times.
In this way I crash, hoping to never find myself again.
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