Tears dropping from the unplumbed depths of soul, fat, loaded diamonds of water, falling over ravines of face. Tears imploding, as they hit atmosphere, contained, then uncontained, the microcosm to the macrocosm. Tears, so small and unnoticed, a tiny picture, captured in time, forever remembered by those know how to cry, but unremembered by those who live. Tears driven to release from harboured doubt, and self interest, deluded by the limit of possibility, hampered, unflowing by self-restraint, and shed in the dark.Birth sign: Aries
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