YES, OF COURSE IT HURTS
Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking.
Why else would the springtime falter?
Why would all our ardent longing… 167 fler ord
Seeing A– is always nourishing wondrous. But the milieu was gelatinous with the marrow of terrors, the heavy gravity of an iron-cored planet, everything seemed muffled and far away, I couldn’t react but through layers of filthy gauze, my heartbeat like blackstrap molasses in a winter pantry. 346 fler ord