wish run world’s arms. Linger spaces nothing. wish filter existence. l — F.K. Preston, Artist, Audience a Man Called Nothing

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I wish I could run into the world’s arms. Linger within the spaces between nothing. I wish I could filter out of existence. To live quietly without dying. I wish I could be cherished by life itself. To speak and sing volumes without lying to myself.

F.K. Preston, The Artist, The Audience and a Man Called Nothing

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