WritingThirteen O’Clock January 31, 2019February 6, 2019 Literary Remains Time is blinded by cataracts clenching a second hand and ticking its tongue speaking untruths. © Literary Remains Like this:Like Loading...
Really like the consanance in this one.
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Thank you! 🙂
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Really like the meaning of it. The fusion of some letters is nuclear.
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Thank you KT! 🙂
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so good!
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