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| Death of a Rose |
a monument to each of the shadow people, a shadow of the people forgotten, kneeling in the cool grey, escaping the burning sunlight, not a wave hello but goodbye. |
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| whitechocolatewalrus |
build me a new castle building me castle me building castle me build i want to build until the night grows cold i want to build until my hands grow numb i want satisfaction i want self content i want self containment i am building me |
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| monadh |
myself here in the mud among the trees listening closely to the poplars sing fluttering summer breezes |
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