Turfalko

Veins of rain...


Veins of rain

on the glass

autumn colors

under the gray

sky


through the landscape

we explore

motionless

other worlds

other leaves

other memories


always traveling

we cross

alone

and nothing

we need


through existence

through the flow of time

we move

unpossessingly


sunlit and peaceful

the exit

we greet

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