Because we were there. (Remove filter)
Because we were there.
Some dreams are badder than the real.
When I jump rivers like 'Jill of the Jungle'
deserted, as if the Munich Attacks never happened when I was there.
Coalescence, when 'The Mine' collapses, gasping/grasping
for Parisian breath.
Thus creatures crawl 'cross the blissful beaches.
In remembrance of us.
Because we were there.
Monday 16th June 2025 10:06 am
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