Trees in the morning
Originally posted on The Writing Geneticist:
Inspired by A/T/O/S and the ambiguity of sunrise. As the horizon emerges and the sun emanates, Trees fill the lungs and they internally amalgamate, Consciousness and existence unite…
Originally posted on The Writing Geneticist:
Inspired by A/T/O/S and the ambiguity of sunrise. As the horizon emerges and the sun emanates, Trees fill the lungs and they internally amalgamate, Consciousness and existence unite…
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