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Jul 2013
Somewhere there is
a boat made of sunstone crystals. Watch the
river flatten
its tongue underneath your sails and color
night. The world around you
always shimmers, the sky’s full of gemstones.
Sarina
Written by
Sarina  forests
(forests)   
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