we blaze the moon
enchanted
despite whispers that
sun’s dead
of
lifeblood
lost
in restless state of
permafrost.
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we blaze the moon
enchanted
despite whispers that
sun’s dead
of
lifeblood
lost
in restless state of
permafrost.
hands in the garden 