In(tima) Moralia: Vapour of our breaths

Vapour of our breaths^*

Vapour of our breaths
intermingle with the smoke
of the warming hut

{XI. Gone Dyke}

Nature in Reserve

Winds across the lake

My tears wash away

In case he'd want me

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