Jul 2020
alone she sits
braving the intentions of the air and
the shadows within the starry night.
waiting for
the thoughts to pass her by
in the comfort of her own silence.
braving the intentions of the air and
the shadows within the starry night.
waiting for
the thoughts to pass her by
in the comfort of her own silence.
as I remember those summer nights when we sat on the roof and we all found comfort in seeing the world look so small beneath our feet.
(21/F/a state of limbo)
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