Comments by Alchemist

  • "I hope your words reach the ink and ink stains the paper and paper is imprisoned by a glass bottle and the bottle floats away for some fortunate soul to find and collect these thoughts in a future thats better because of your lost tears that help float this wonderful poem across the sea."
    Posted by Alchemist on "50%" by past tense
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