Author: livehenriette

  • 25.7.17 I can see mountains in the far away distance. Mountains covered with dry trees. It’s like they’re fading away, turning blue. The sea is warm enough for me to lay on my back floating The sunshine running towards me. My eyes are closed. On page 162 in a book about a girl gone missing.…

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