+ dive in +
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As if these minutes are made of elastic, we pull them in and out, and burn the margins of Time, painting our faces with its ash, like warriors, on that thin line between the end of summer and the beginning of autumn.
+ I was walking aimlessly in the rain and I suddenly lost my mind +
every freckle on your skin is a kingdom in miniature
‘After the blast levels our town We can relax and watch it come down Maybe we'll find somewhere to stay Some little cave where we can make it We’ll finally find what we need’
(Morgan Delt - Some Sunsick Day)
Today I’ll be wearing my Welsh green dress, roaming the moor with my tamed dragons!