Day 989, to become sharp. Day's pictures, Poetry The glass wall blocks out, it is still here. ~ I see through you, but so do you. ~ Please pick me up and let me fall. ~ I want to break to become sharp. Nochrisis De glazen muur onttrekt, het is nog steeds… stil hier. ~ Ik zie door je heen, en jij door mij. ~ Alstublieft, pak me op, en laat me vallen. ~ Ik wil breken om scherp te worden. Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related