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There’s a part of me that’s over there, and another that’s over here. There’s a version of you drunkenly playing an imaginary piano and one that’s taking photographs of a frozen body of water decorated with hundreds of animal tracks. Next to a fallen log covered in moss, I sink to my knees and breathe Read more
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Sacred sighs, lost in a sea of time. Bodies and souls, from a world before the fall. Original sin passed from beast to man then back again. Melancholy makes us feel real. It keeps us from becoming machines. A true state, not tainted by cheap glitter or modern progress. The progress of eradicating passion and madness. Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 