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Through the thunderstorms and mountains of an urban jungle. Luna met his lover. By sunrise, he has forgotten her name, and had to go, unknowing she has dissolved into him a long, long time ago. "In wisdom, Elohim created the world. So man may grow in spirit, another human was made from his rib and called woman. What was one was divided into two so they may know themselves better." Only in this separation and stranger distance, their delicate essential song. Consummated into the oceans as if for refuge. As he leaves the building to catch a bus home, he passes by a newsstand. On a business section: A Japanese company seeks to formalize commercial mass Whale killings for consumption.
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Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 9:37 PM UTC
Moon of the Sun
Through the thunderstorms and mountains of an urban jungle. Luna met his lover. By sunrise, he has forgotten her name, and had to go, unknowing she has dissolved into him a long, long time ago. "In wisdom, Elohim created the world. So man may grow in spirit, another human was made from his rib and called woman. What was one was divided into two so they may know themselves better." Only in this separation and stranger distance, their delicate essential song. Consummated into the oceans as if for refuge. As he leaves the building to catch a bus home, he passes by a newsstand. On a business section: A Japanese company seeks to formalize commercial mass Whale killings for consumption.
Summer 2018
kryselanson
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Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 9:37 PM UTC
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