godmund's words


 

Length Brave. For life the brave are crying.
I feel it for myself
all quiet all free all moments are now knees
Long days and nights. Brave living becomes hopeless.
flight from the tides
She smelts her shoreside nest
Freedom. the light can cruel you, but it changes you.
to be clear that this is as immortal as we get
You know, the rituals spiral without understanding.
Straining Wellness in years

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