heavy
and somehow light, also
putrid
projections of purity, hate
nature
the painful processes rot
violence
taking up the space I need
gentleness
I'm only ever bending over
backwards
only ever for myself, all one
one-self
alone a lone empty particle
dreaming
of the forests and frolicking
feeling
nostalgia unattached, looking
longing
uncertain of fearful embraces
love-omens
“the language without words”
destiny
dreams keeping me wandering
restless
resting only in my beating heart
needing
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