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Jul 2019
Such things happen;
among a pile of bones.
Every skeleton unique
and hidden from eyes.
Yet with pieces constant
the puzzle changes.
So many skeletons,
so many bones.
Skulls pressed together,
but will the rest stay alone?
Dark River.
Ayeglasses
Written by
Ayeglasses  Seattle Born/São Paulo
(Seattle Born/São Paulo)   
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       Rogues Gallery and Lemongrab
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