Endless meaning
our time
shadow arising
ocean of deep rose lights.
Inner composition
inside us
flaming us
running us
heading us
to nowhere
where we build
love and hate.
Unloved and gifts
sent by God for a while
sinner tongue
sinner flesh
sinner vowel
our name and body
s
s
s
is not a kind of being
is all what we can keep now:
a piece of heart called solitude.
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