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Wonderland
This might be one of those
dark ones, as the fabric
of the night takes shape,
starting the shroud realm, as those at the helm
watch, waves, the
strange places
of jagged edges, saw toothed against the stare, nothingness,
there,
harbingers,
reaching into materialization
of
wisps,
where we will
wonder.
Published 26th Jan 2023
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