Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
its good short few pages
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
you have a beautiful account btw
feel you
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to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
kind of mythopoesis
i understand
no i haven't really read anything