What is important and what more.
It depends on where you are.
A branch is wrapping the mother.
And the mother is weaving the nest.
The season of birds in the tides
and estuary of the perennial river
with a constant stream.
A spring
to grow up to. Upward
the only journey you have made.
But it has already happened.
The point
moved on the map
and the well, where
you got your fingers wet.
Jul 11, 2022
Jul 11, 2022 at 3:03 AM UTC
What is important and what more.
It depends on where you are.
A branch is wrapping the mother.
And the mother is weaving the nest.
The season of birds in the tides
and estuary of the perennial river
with a constant stream.
A spring
to grow up to. Upward
the only journey you have made.
But it has already happened.
The point
moved on the map
and the well, where
you got your fingers wet.
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