24/M/South Africa    Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. …

70's    I felt a funeral in my brain and mourners to and fro.. kept treading, till it seemed that sense was breaking through.

Purgatory    Come take a walk, join me in my moonlit charade, shadows play, darkness sings, the curtain opens and the act begins ...

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