(credit: @miiyrth)
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again
We then had two drinks,
A laugh, talked some old tidings
A knife in the ribs
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flowers
Left, but found more places
There’s more voices on the road
Spies hide in petals
Focus through the sound
It is but worldly rhythm
Hear it pierce your heart
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body
Move fast and then slow
Wind now at your back and front
Blistering northward
Alone in the stormfront
Focus despite all the noise
Stolen steel billows
The isthmus narrows
Raven wisps bow to the air
Half of you is gone
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color
A temperament
That paints a morose canvas
Sullies the sunlight
It has grown narrow,
And continues to break with
Every surefooted step
The unripe game now
Endangers the ego’s id
Feast on water and bread
Hypnos, during day
Does labor dare to ask you
Not to sleep again
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memory
Her mirror tells lies
Get dressed in their bed, while she
Takes back the same blade
Consequence for whom
Asks the current perspective
Which is family
Streams of torrid mists
Desolate the murmurs watch
Seven tries for self
A sphere bears inward
The pressure of a separate
Power that asks who
A laugh, bartered for
Jeering crowds watch the marching
Dusk on the gallows
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wind
Parting grass shows us
A route for the cart to safely keep
Invisible streaks
New constellations
Scholars moan with confusion
Tingles flee the stars
He was always gone
Sailing around the moonbeams
She, or him, on water
The wind sighs, now alone
Golden tufts hover solemn
Drops meet dirt below
A hero in armor
Paints the caravan deep red
Embers return home
O’, grey night holler
A familiar brand rises
But the pasts have lied
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