Photo: pixels.com “The whisper trembling in the wind” Lewis Carroll Cutting the CordThose days of simoomrelentlesswearingwhen everything seemed to be fractiousnerves on end seasoned woundsdog licked sores,painthe lanced boil ofheartache for humanitywho would rather live in misery than hope,a living deathdisguised as peacebroken shadows of jousted mills,a pretence of ends bypathologies of…
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