Oct

It is inspiration

It is inspiration
Inspiration. Flower's dust impregnates the flavor of my sweet memories, it tastes so colorful I feel I could die. Inhalation. I begin to understandthe reason I exist, and in such delirium my body rests. Exhalation. Color spreads I am made of sugar,and as heat melts my heart I become cotton…
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