stare at me from clouds
ashen locks wisping loose
surrounding a soft,
steep climb to
green seas above
flustered structures.
(a month later,)
(to rise from this slumber)
(trace all these lines)
(drink from these fountains)
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this is wonderful. can i feature it in my blog? :)
better bigger. painting maybe? i rock.
seriously. i rocketh.
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