One hereafter, encloses a duty to squander their way…
to consume it once more.
It is a vapor of stable yet drifting proportions. Change.
A reappearing sequence which over time…takes on multiple forms. Some logical…others in advance of our bargaining.
A tender tension between holding on, letting go and somewhere in the realm of existence…
losing the way once again.
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