nature’s clockwork
the pair of spheres(sun & moon) in the sky help us to capture moments in time with loved ones, just by looking at the same moon; whilst being miles away from each other.
together — apart
same moon as you, cries the sun
spherical gangsters
About the Creator
Greer Monroe
not everyone has an inner monologue — diabolical. I enjoy the rhythm of words — how they play & flow & consume & grow. words build something inside me — an escape to freedom without taking up space ♥️
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