

Down PalmDown PalmDown Palm
I reach down with my cold, open palm. There is such wonder of the senses when contact is made. I flutter as I touch his face…
I walk upon a cold land, a land of white plains, and rivers run dry. The land, is one large contour, there are no steep rises nor pit falls, just an endless shallow rise or gentle decline. There is a beauty here, in the detail, until now undiscovered. The beauty is in the peace and absence of life. Even though there is nothing here there is still beauty. This land is like death, perhaps even it is death. Death is beautiful and love is painful. The true irony of life.
The
Don't Smoke
by `zancan
by *kerembeyit
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And your point?
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