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stream into river into ocean.

stream into river into ocean.

mountain streams feed into a hungry river where dusk paints its glow—kawakaari the surface splattered in amber and aquamarine cherry blossoms bloom in quiet rebellion whispering their confessions in falling pink petals swallowed by the current while flower gardens...
The Art of Drowning

The Art of Drowning

  I have always been drawn to water, the allure of being clean, as if one dip beneath the surface will wash all my cares away I just hover, lost in the fading colors as depths rise, no more crowded rooms filled with empty conversation, just sweet silence it makes...