Like our own capillaries, tiny branches reach into the vacant space around them. Light – air – water – even snow sustain them. Their movements unobserved, they inch, surreptitious, into the air, curve toward the window, stare in at us as if to say, "How sadly self-contained you are."
Bitte wählen Sie Ihr Anliegen aus.
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