TERROR!    minor.major.  Sharp.Flat.  butterfly wings.   climbing down the scales.freezing death scaling mylegs toward my heart — | is a second death.  my DEAR.  my sweet love.my immortal being.  How theworld moved when you spoke;  how the skies and earth shifted with your emotion.   my dear.   it is only me / a smallest thing containedwithin a fractured Soul\ my beloved.   Do not fret do not tear do notshout.  the world has many but notas many as you.  It is the beautyand the art and the heaveningly words of music and poetry that speaksthrough us.
:: 08.11.2020 ::

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