Mikhaila AniMa
Joined December 2017
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Amphipathic
It was the seventh spring of the seventh year after I met you, the time it all started. My world was rocked to its foundations. I wonder if my voice can still reach out to you beyond the fields of infinity, whoever you are and wherever you may be. I have no memory of you, but if I find you again, I might find myself…
By Mikhaila AniMa6 years ago in Futurism