This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 14.8.2016 at 13:12
i close my eyes and imagine standing standing on the shore, the waves lapping my bare feet. with me i carry a bag of rocks, the shattered pieces of a life gone by. it's a heavy bag, it almost pulls me under the waves.
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