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Among the Husk
Frozen insomnia,naiveté. Blood in my Sauvignon
of haunted, full-bodied tears. Cold flesh of your
fruit. Blood the wine. Frozen insomnia, naiveté.
Listening to the chords of vocal strings. Lusting
the shining of forever's tomorrow among the husk
of broken dreams
of haunted, full-bodied tears. Cold flesh of your
fruit. Blood the wine. Frozen insomnia, naiveté.
Listening to the chords of vocal strings. Lusting
the shining of forever's tomorrow among the husk
of broken dreams
Published 22nd Dec 2024
| Edited 23rd Dec 2024
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I truly appreciate your style of writing ✍️ as you tell poetic language and thoughts 🪬 SHAMAN 🪬
