world gets a lil heavy. concept sparring in side the mind after slumberin under an iced river.
*FERTILE GROUND*depression is a stagnant river at a bus stop. frozen. will it awake? seems to be forever asleep dozin' yet growing not knowing yet understanding - and then SMASH sounds the collapse of the soul's ceiling of glass. an intake of reality verifies life's feelings like sponge in a still space (sea?) embrace the stagnant river and its depression..
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