It's either the unending flatness of the oceans punctured by the ever-rolling hills in their movement, Or the unending ever-rolling mountains punctured by flat valleys in their stillness.They call out to you and say,

''Happy mortality! 
I am made by you. 
You are the ocean. 
You are the earth.
You will one day flow through me, 
as dust. ''


Created and Edited by Aarshiya Chaudhry | Music: Sweet Disposition by Temper trap

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