Aokigahara
Aokigahara In nature’s cradle slowly drowning Upon the moss they wait for breeze In front and east, a snowy mountain, And
Read moreAokigahara In nature’s cradle slowly drowning Upon the moss they wait for breeze In front and east, a snowy mountain, And
Read morePlummeting temperatures ushering in a stillness without comparison Fluidity gives way to an opaque stiffness, often shimmering and beautiful Water
Read moreA guitar sits upon a stand, a yearning melody imbibed in every grain of wood, and strings still in taught
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