You are viewing a single comment's thread from:RE: Ecency waves Dec 19View the full contextstoricious (60)in Ecency • 18 days ago I touch the flame, I burn; I hold ice, I am cold. The world is what it is. We all will die. What is the point of safety in crowds? We are born alone, we die alone. #waves #writing #nature
kind of bring nostalgic vibe.