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Undead Nomad
Poems
Nov 2019
Golden
Golden essence shifts through my fingers, spilling on the ground, shifting over my feet.
A gentle breeze passes through, the sands become its body, emulating its spirit and casting its shadow.
The glittering glow sings to the sun a melody pleasing to the eyes.
#golden
#essence
#sands
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