at the bottom of the cup
red crystal clusters
merge
with the powdered grains
on the tannin-stained porcelain
while sweet oblivion
claims me
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Author:
Rueda Saer (
Offline) - Published: November 9th, 2021 08:39
- Category: Gothic
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