Elsewhom

Month: December 2025

  • Silence

    Spiders fly from faraway willowsjust to tell me how slightly the wind blows Ants crawl across distant oceansjust to ask me about my notions Butterflies cry when they see my facefor their remorse is so, that they missed my embrace Raccoons tear themselves from their…

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  • Foils

    My dear reflectionWhy must you follow so?You copy every move I makeAnd everywhere I goYou look like meYou dress like meYou greet me with a smileYour hand outstretchedWith one candy leftAnd its stinks of poison vile A hundred of my childrenHave flocked to you in…

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