Anon Sequitur
- Jan 5
- 1 min read
This heart
Heavy as the sea, pulls
Downwards
Against my fluttering feet
On calm days and those
Beaten by waves
Swallowing my days and years
In silence
Endless above as below
Empty as Mirrors
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