As Relics.

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Kindess, you were not faint.
And then it felt in fate,
That brought us
To a center
Of the finite,
As relics oft
Too late.

Categories: Art, Creative Writing, Culture, Drawing, Fairytale, illustration, Poetry, Science Fiction, WritingTags: , , , , ,

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