A brown stain lingers
sitting in a puddle on the white counter top
I leave it.
What a joy!
a painful joy...
Where my echos fall into emptiness.
Solitude,
so full!
A brown stain lingers
sitting in a puddle on the white counter top
I leave it.
What a joy!
a painful joy...
Where my echos fall into emptiness.
Solitude,
so full!
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