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the River of forgetfulness

My hours are married to Shadows....

“In the hours they spent chewing my bones, I grew a stone for my heart, and poisoned the rivers that ran through me. I studied the bloodless moon.”
H.C.M
3 years ago. Saturday, August 13, 2022 at 1:44 PM

“That was her.

PURE, LUCID, EVIL.

I’d sleep all right with that on top of me.”

— Bertolt Brecht


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