Jun 24, 2023
The words flowed seamlessly like river going down an old route. Each word running into the next, going down smoothly like a 75 year old bottle of wine. Delightful read.
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Written by Hermit Torture
A writer seeking to describe the vividness of emotions and thoughts in colours not known by any pallet. A writer broken by life but made whole by melancholy.
