I died today… and yesterday…and the day before. I’ll die tomorrow and the days after.
Moment by moment, small deaths overtake, consuming, like something intelligent and alive.And with it, the leaf and mold promise the life that lays in wait.
You write succinctly and beautifully .. with such powerful emotion .. expressing so much in few words .. love your work …
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