the grating sound of
frozen morning meadows
is holding tight
the crack of dawn
pale sun is rising
with slow heartbeat
frosted
as candlelight fades
into day
day is breaking
is creaking
and doors are opening
into cold
into morning
while steps and breaths
are taking
another challenge
december morning
- panta rhei
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alive
a cold death
breaths life upon it
he may have died lonely
but his death breaths life upon everything
there is no need to worry
as everything has needs
we are all upon each other
each other is upon itself
why should one worry
breaths life upon it
he may have died lonely
but his death breaths life upon everything
there is no need to worry
as everything has needs
we are all upon each other
each other is upon itself
why should one worry
There is no empty space
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