Wail like a fawn calling for its hunted mother. Cry like an orca losing its young, shaking oceans with grief. Burn so hot as to erupt a volcano thunderous clashing. To be alive is to fu c k ing suffer, and thus, know peace. Hug your loved ones extra hard. Feel their warmth. Pray for each other.
April 3, 2025 at 3:18 PM
Wail like a fawn calling for its hunted mother. Cry like an orca losing its young, shaking oceans with grief. Burn so hot as to erupt a volcano thunderous clashing. To be alive is to fu c k ing suffer, and thus, know peace. Hug your loved ones extra hard. Feel their warmth. Pray for each other.
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