Intent

FOUND, will I ever be? Bound, just like the sa. Answered. Silence. Echoed. Coaches. Like autumn. ‘You will never know the longing of my heart-for even I do not know it’ she awakens in the bizarre of moments. Closed. Down a rabbit hole. Are you aware of your own? Your own? FOUND. Will we ever be? Bound. Just like the sea.

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