Day 1928, falling. Daily picture, Poetry At any moment I feel that I can hit the ground falling backwards ~ the anticipation consumes what’s left of my lifeShare 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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