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There's nothing left but bright spots in one's eyes -
in eyes that now seem frozen and unmoving.
The fire has died. As you can hear, it's dead.
The bitter smoke swirls, clinging to the ceiling.
But this bright spot is stamped upon one's eyes.
Or rather it is stamped upon the darkness.
— Jun 18, 2020 06:08PM
in eyes that now seem frozen and unmoving.
The fire has died. As you can hear, it's dead.
The bitter smoke swirls, clinging to the ceiling.
But this bright spot is stamped upon one's eyes.
Or rather it is stamped upon the darkness.
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Rodrigo de Meneses
is starting
There's nothing left but bright spots in one's eyes -
in eyes that now seem frozen and unmoving.
The fire has died. As you can hear, it's dead.
The bitter smoke swirls, clinging to the ceiling.
But this bright spot is stamped upon one's eyes.
Or rather it is stamped upon the darkness.
— Jun 18, 2020 06:08PM
in eyes that now seem frozen and unmoving.
The fire has died. As you can hear, it's dead.
The bitter smoke swirls, clinging to the ceiling.
But this bright spot is stamped upon one's eyes.
Or rather it is stamped upon the darkness.
