sweet smell of warmed milknow melting into mudloneliness into joy old age, new painresistance is fadingsettling into winter I buy roseslonging for scentchange is inevitable sun finally outicicles reveal their contentsloneliness is silent
In dreamtime found infant heartbeat this frozen landscape
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I think the words and picture compliment really well ☺️
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