If I am the feather

If I am the feather you are the wings If I am the kite you are the wind

Mass Illusion

Thousands of years, wars Another age with dominant laws Life, forgotten letters cease the attar of words.

Sunshine Nonetheless

With sweaty thighs and the dust coming to rest on my toes, I throbbed on as the sun does, a … More

Rebirth

I. don’t fear the wind allow it to move you gently beyond when you feel rooted II. don’t fear … More

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