"This sweetness that surrounded us, and bled with us...
We touched it, and it smelt far worse than weeds...
I have touched winds...
I have touched sorrows......"A Mask In The Mirror "Carry me and throw me, into the waters that kept you and yours alive. .....and if that was fear..... I'd leave you with your doves...."The Carrier Of Wounds "I slumber throught my years. Like the desert moves with the wind. Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end...."|
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