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The Cold Room
A cold room, with no invited light but one of a screen.
People outside in the same house, but they feel so far
As if trapped on the closest star. (1/3)
#poetry
A cold room, with no invited light but one of a screen.
People outside in the same house, but they feel so far
As if trapped on the closest star. (1/3)
#poetry
May 8, 2025 at 12:15 PM
The Cold Room
A cold room, with no invited light but one of a screen.
People outside in the same house, but they feel so far
As if trapped on the closest star. (1/3)
#poetry
A cold room, with no invited light but one of a screen.
People outside in the same house, but they feel so far
As if trapped on the closest star. (1/3)
#poetry
Candles In A Windy Night
Holding out a candle, calling for someone, only an echo to meet the pleads. Holding out a candle, keeping it light from the
dark of the night. Holding a candle, the only warmth to an endless night that is fought through. (1/4)
#poetry
Holding out a candle, calling for someone, only an echo to meet the pleads. Holding out a candle, keeping it light from the
dark of the night. Holding a candle, the only warmth to an endless night that is fought through. (1/4)
#poetry
May 7, 2025 at 5:44 PM
Candles In A Windy Night
Holding out a candle, calling for someone, only an echo to meet the pleads. Holding out a candle, keeping it light from the
dark of the night. Holding a candle, the only warmth to an endless night that is fought through. (1/4)
#poetry
Holding out a candle, calling for someone, only an echo to meet the pleads. Holding out a candle, keeping it light from the
dark of the night. Holding a candle, the only warmth to an endless night that is fought through. (1/4)
#poetry