Hammock
My Mind Was a Fog… My Heart Became a Bomb
Then the Quiet Explosion
Turning Into Tiny Particles… Floating Through Empty Space
Like a Valley With No Echo
Holding Your Absence
Shored Against the Ruins… Drowning in Ten Directions
I Could Hear the Water at the Edge of All Things
In the Middle of This Nowhere
Hope Becomes a Loss
Tres Dominé
Sleep
Cathedral
Hiraeth
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