daya-bhuteshu:i’ve become the marks and scratches leftover from dreams —frayed, torn patches of yearnings that blinked. In the blender of reality, i’ve spun in webs. Flowing into ebbs, i’ve turned indistict. —Daya Bhuteshu

daya-bhuteshu:i’ve become the marks and scratches leftover from dreams —frayed, torn patches of yearnings that blinked. In the blender of reality, i’ve spun in webs. Flowing into ebbs, i’ve turned indistict. —Daya Bhuteshu

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