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Sep 2014
To the black crystal sands,
She bound me by indenture.

Those eyes that hypnotize-
Said to siphon souls.

Forever, I sit caught,
Gazing empty - solid like stone.

Evermore, she slithers there;
Said to spellbind, her blood blinding stare.

If you appear in the ebony crystal dunes,
Know that her rounds are met with the full cresting moons!
.i am caught
Kenshō
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Kenshō  M
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