look there in the grate where all our ashes lay strewn ..
like physalis leaves dried, the same colour as straw
yet much paler by far than the true glow of our moon ..
What a wonderful and genius way to describe the absolute bleakness of remembering, memory's are indeed the palest ever version, completely dissapointing and one would think god could do better x
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What a wonderful and genius way to describe the absolute bleakness of remembering, memory's are indeed the palest ever version, completely dissapointing and one would think god could do better x
Way too kind my friend .. thanks a million .. Neville