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Void

Caterpillar has customized the skyline, leveling a peak to make more room for emptiness. At the end of life in a wounded land, there is only the endless recycling of memories.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 8/15/2017 10:46:00 AM
A deeply melancholic piece.
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Date: 6/13/2017 5:59:00 PM
Because it hurts too much to go make new ones! Well written Alan!
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Date: 4/18/2017 1:49:00 PM
When you grow old, all you have are memories. Nice piece.
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