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What am I aligned
to make of this?
And have I given up on magic
if I don't?

Gentle oracle,
some things
just happen to us.

You aren't alone
despite spirits
not showing the interest
you desire,
but I taste your emptiness.

I desire a control too.

Despair of
silence from the gods.
Demarcate reality
from the hatred and
the odds.
Sometimes we can't find meaning. Sometimes things just happen..
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Calcinatio  31/Gender Nonconforming/Dreamscape
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