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Apr 2014
Perched on a Flat
Above Mountains of Black Ash
The Stars Ripple...
As If The Moon
:
a Bobber—

The Sky
:
Water—

The Stars:
Jewels Sunk Beneath.

(And every evening
a celestial being
gets caught on the hook
'til morning)
Written by
Tyler Morrison
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