In the middle of love it pulses like a light reaching to some parts and not all. But even the shadows do not stop the spirals and swirls of feelings that coat every curve. Each pod, each heart pulsing to a rhythm though brown but full ofthe beauty of life. The different shades of nothingness are what makes up the fractals of love. 💘
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Catacombs of love
In the middle of love it pulses like a light reaching to some parts and not all. But even the shadows do not stop the spirals and swirls of feelings that coat every curve. Each pod, each heart pulsing to a rhythm though brown but full ofthe beauty of life. The different shades of nothingness are what makes up the fractals of love. 💘