Day 1598, broken. Day's pictures, Poetry The broken rope haunts me ~ your failure my guilt ~ my fear your reality ~ I will try to hide the rope 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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