Infected by the plague of loneliness
my tears praying to death,
goddess who will outlive us all,
my soul with those cracks
small petals of frost
frosting for a moment ...
the rest of my fears and longings.
And in that sea of \u200b\u200bdeficiencies
that nourish my life
discover that my body is just
a distillery relies on you you
without a
us I store a hug
or wash my wounds. Writer
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