PHL

These are the abandoned spaces
I wander in my dreams. 
Cities mutate landscapes 
Leaving imprints on the psyche 
Like dank rivers running 
Soft cuts into the skin of
The earth. Quiet impressions
So easily slipped into, so
Easy to remain. 

Author: Erica V.

Always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken.

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