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fire and ghosts
the fire
lit up
ghosts,
they glided
around
the black
sands
of death,
exiled
from home,
dancers
trespass
through
these dreams.
lit up
ghosts,
they glided
around
the black
sands
of death,
exiled
from home,
dancers
trespass
through
these dreams.
Published 10th Mar 2024
| Edited 11th Mar 2024
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10th Mar 2024 7:40pm
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11th Mar 2024 5:18am
I imagine beautiful smoky djinn dancing around those black sands! So gorgeous wolf <3
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