So Far So Fast
Is there an age to things that you can do? I dont think so. I feel the wind pass my face chilled with its atomic pierce. Longevity. We have come so far so fast. Said he. The heart-bearer, who thaught me how to inhale domestic gale. Our house hidden in a patch of woods, with no trail to the souls' extinctions. We halted half of a second to take in the ocean, watch the seagulls, flying fish and my watch. He cast the net Slowing the oars: skipping time, our catch. m.a.ö.