A poem about a lake.
the most dangerous illusions are the ones that take form of a human.
A poem about where I have been living for the last 3 weeks.
I remember... Memories of my childhood, memories of my youth. Why does my mind show me these now? And, where am I?
Source: https://www.pinwheelcity.com/post/the-hitchhiker
the most dangerous illusions are the ones that take form of a human.
A poem about where I have been living for the last 3 weeks.
I remember... Memories of my childhood, memories of my youth. Why does my mind show me these now? And, where am I?
Source: https://www.pinwheelcity.com/post/the-hitchhiker