belly musics
memory
is a god
here
in the garden
of no one’s
orphan
an egg in a blindfold
preaches eye
to ash
distance / lives alone / the cold
eats a berry
memory
is a god
here
in the garden
of no one’s
orphan
an egg in a blindfold
preaches eye
to ash
distance / lives alone / the cold
eats a berry

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