else where its a possibility nothing remains......But
in heart and in mind in my.....sleepy dreams......
a fragrance go away a scent replace it......But
in my memory This aroma is.....my home.......
back stairs roof top hidden notes all are.....But
my attic is my kingdom do....... i surrender? ? ?
that small broken suitcase with a red ribbon tied to it......
A Vaccum? ? ? possible..................................But
as soon as a doors shut a window opens to let........
another fill..........flood with another fresh flood......But
i remain, you remain, they remain as well......
Impossible is a Vaccum..........in life.........

trinity aana

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