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in the
caverns
of my heart
darker
are the
persuasions
of mystery
toiling upwards
moist candle
in my
feeble hand
barely perceived
stalagtites
and
stalagmites
loom like
the open maw
of dragons
*breathing
steam*
soulsurvivor
(c) 5/24/2015
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 4:28 AM UTC
