Satunnainen teksti

Almost three thousand and five hundred

Words end from silence
dreams no longer appear as images
there is no one sitting on the chair
inside four walls.

        The Moon disappeared from the Earth
        there's a hole in synergy
        in the space that feels endless.

        Small barefoot
        did not look back at the Milky Way.



Majority of the poems from 2017 to earlier haven't been translated yet,
so they'll currently appear in Finnish. This is an ongoing process,
since there's a lot of 'em. (Please do enjoy the newer ones tho.)


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