Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Stranger #2


You see, when I met you I thought you were of no consequence.


It was pure chance our meeting, simply the universe reminding me of it’s holy power. That fateful fraction of a second determined my melancholy for the coming years. 



You were my muse and especially so, my tears.


0429hrs
15.11.2018
azalea azarae

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