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dusk or dawn is indifferently the same as one world rouses (to itself) another rests in an atmosphere so well known yet oddly feared I seem to dwell right there in the inbetwixt  of the inbetween no memory serves *me as I'm passing through only being present in those fleeting moments that string themselves reminiscently into what I will have been ~•~ a beautiful milieu Image pruksa studio https://instagram.com/pruksa_studio.99?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=15ylpqprwdeke