Art is the only fire that could devour us alive, and bring us back more whole than ever before.
A little less: A poem about shedding identity to understand the self better
This is all with absence of contradiction, This is nothing where in itself lies
Art is the only fire that could devour us alive, and bring us back more whole than ever before.
A little less: A poem about shedding identity to understand the self better
This is all with absence of contradiction, This is nothing where in itself lies