1 january 2024
The Walls Are Rising
I am selling my age.
Going stone in market. Honestly
I have exhausted my thoughts.
Midnight syndrome begins.
The salt of my lips had disappeared.
A cruciform face hangs in the air
IS this inertia of the brain?
I am conscious of the yellow moon.
Howling of the wolves will start.
5 november 2024
"W żółtych płomieniachJaga
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Jesień.Eva T.
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Freedom From PainSatish Verma
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0411wiesiek
4 november 2024
Słucham jeszcze, jak ostatnieEva T.
4 november 2024
Pure As GoldSatish Verma
3 november 2024
Nie tak całkiem zielonyJaga
3 november 2024
0311wiesiek
3 november 2024
Listopad.Eva T.
3 november 2024
"Surrender"steve