Following You.... Comments

While you go abroad on a journey of penitence, everything seems to follow you to the distant land.
The mellow sun steps off the horizon into the celestial world, her veil drags behind in crimsons and deep red trails of despair, studded with a few rhinestones of early stars like betraying tears.
A flock of geese follow along in their V-shaped victory path triumphant and euphoric at the sound of their wings.
The clouds and their shadows rush with their outstretched arms, clinging to the feet of hurrying light, refuting the call of the hills.
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