This poem is called "Kaki season" Bright orange fruit On leafless trees Branches bending From abundance Cold nights Beginners mind Breath clouds But the old Has to break down first Then Breath can be Full of promise And new Bright orange fruit can ripen

the problem with me and social media is, that I am overthinking. A curated mind is such a sad modern state of being. \\O problema que tenho com as redes sociais é que penso demasiado. Uma mente curada é um estado de ser moderno e triste. Hello Nostr \\Olá Nostr :)