Rings by Murky.When i die my body does not die with me. It awaits and transforms with the spreadin
Rings by Murky. When i die my body does not die with me. It awaits and transforms with the spreading paleness of stiffness. Like an arctic winter landscape each day draws closer and closer to the state of frozen. The process of rigidity does not subdue until the final state in reached: stillness. The body remembers its movement. -- source link
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