Light in the storm

Where salt water does not give hope. Even in, the name of the soul longing for extinction. Not the red white flag or something like it, but willingness without flesh. Eyes closed at that moment, trying to start the most beautiful smile, that she had. Where masculine bodies where carried to express the morning of the people before her. The sea wind is the captain who is no longer resitant of the smell that day. The feet moved behind the line.

Light in the storm

yoyojewe

Jogjakarta, Indonesia

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