Everything decays at every moment. Emotions, thoughts, ideas, not just the palpable. The rays of romanticism that long surround us are everything but permanent. They dissolute insipidly in the darkness.
One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.
Everything decays at every moment. Emotions, thoughts, ideas, not just the palpable. The rays of romanticism that long surround us are everything but permanent. They dissolute insipidly in the darkness.
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