To the Ear of the Reaper, Confide

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. ☁️☁️☁️☁️ 🌲🌲🌲🌲 Without a struggle there can’t be progress (even though the weight is crushing me)

🌲🌙 A single tear from the elms of emptiness falls to stain the cracked earth And the soil breathes one final, desperate, breathe of life.

🌲🍃🐚 Today was a day What a day

🦉🦇🌙✨ “The moon, also, is merciless: she would drag me Cruelly, being barren. Her radiance scathes me. Or perhaps I have caught her.”

☁️☁️☁️☁️ When storms are raging just hold on When cloaked in shadows our blood’s still warm

Whistler weekend trip 🌬❄️🌲

🌬🦌🌲 Alone with the wind is where I hide As I find my place among the stars This moment makes me feel alive It’s what i need to survive

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Time in dreams is frozen. You can never get away from where you’ve been.”

🌄🌲🏚🌲🍃 We are the walls in formless shapes. The overbearing weight. This house weighs heavy on my mind. Erasing tapes, undocumented faiths. Took down your pictures and your belongings. In boxes buried under the soil, in the yard behind our tree, you’ll wait.

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|Lions Gate Bridge| |Vancouver, BC|

🌲❄️🌫 This is the root of my i s o l a t i o n I am what I am And I am an outcast