After Easter
I suppose the trick to things that come back to life
is perhaps they
haven't died
Just,
it was cold.
And so they hid themselves.
We all do what we can
and when.
Found in Translation: A vectorspace of tangents
tying the world together in stories
I suppose the trick to things that come back to life
is perhaps they
haven't died
Just,
it was cold.
And so they hid themselves.
We all do what we can
and when.
Posted by Churaesie at 19:23
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