Manifestorino 🌙 Every dream is coming true
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There weren't always dragons in the valley, but the greenness of the land was owed to dragon activity. Their scorching breath caused huge fires that revived the soil. Fire on the plain, forest in the rain. That was the saying.
By Marcel Reis-Vermeil4 years ago in Fiction
I hold me your love Here in my heart Warmth as of a womb With its old ocean sounds, Your voice rises from foam, The only siren in this sea change,
By Marcel Reis-Vermeil4 years ago in Poets
My name means horizon. A line of light or shadow. Ever distant. Always approaching. Hem of sky. Skin of sea. This rosy ocean is never one thing.
By Marcel Reis-Vermeil5 years ago in Poets
