At the water’s hill, Is a quarry in a query Up the will, Until the objects Of rendition, Has acquired […]
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Dry Eyes.
And then, All the Succulents Drowned.
What am I looking at?
A difference among the owls, And the gulls As lilies around bulls are sunken, And then engulfed Elements that have […]
Don’t Talk About Me.
Hide all of my curdled dossier, Toss the empty files in a box My nothing is better gone. Time will […]
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