Day 1377, draining. Day's pictures, Poetry I sometimes feel drained ~ hanging face down in the air ~ hands through the slits where I feel the freedom as they move 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
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