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671 · Jun 2014
Beats Per Minute
Destiny Jun 2014
I cut open my flesh
blood
sinew
bone.

no beating.
gone.
only stone.

stolen.

dried
ground to powder.

ashes thrown.

sank deep
below.

dank.

fallow.

one day
reborn.

a fish
wild
free.

found
again.

endless
black
sea.

— The End —