This is what a certain mind feels like. At times. Strange, Woody. Ancient. Spiraling. Queer. Wild. Maybe one day. When people think they can read minds. They’ll find out we’re all really trees. Soaring. Beautiful.Image

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About theshadowsofthenight

An amateur writer and amateur artist :)
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