Last quarter of Earth’s moon, inflation for the cost of thoughts. Night or morning never knew, how sun would come to drop her jaw. And…
Last quarter of Earth’s moon, inflation for the cost of thoughts. Night or morning never knew, how sun would come to drop her jaw. And…
I journeyed for so long, past so many dark houses and gutted storefronts. Miles of barbed wire. And then I come upon an opening, this…