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May 2018
This midnight witness now crumbles
Fear
A stare that destroys
My scars will remain beautiful through winter
Trespass me
Replace bones with those in the forest
We speak of time
You listen to an images portrayal
This too will haunt you
The chest of this earth is searching for finality
What am I becoming?
Rhet Toombs
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