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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
2 years ago. August 16, 2022 at 10:02 PM

I don’t know where I’m going.

Where I came from is disappearing.

I am unwelcome.

My beauty is not beauty here.

My body is burning with the shame of not belonging, my body is longing.

I am the sin of memory and the absence of memory.

 

~W. Shire

 


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