Open Spaces
A mythical, almost fanciful memory of a fading dream. An instant is imprinted on your retina, the branches fragment the sky. The roots cling to the foundation to exist. Below is death, above the open spaces A mythical, almost fanciful memory of a fading dream. An instant is imprinted on your retina, the branches fragment the sky. The roots cling to the foundation to exist. Below is death, above the open spaces.
