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The hidden rite The labradorite scaled skin glistens Full of cyan as well as cyanide Fantastic fish it finds the stream In the crease of the cliff to hide. On one hand it meets the core Of nature. It is telluric till the end The labradorite kisses the lore On the other hand, a legend. The slippery fish follows, swerving The selfish body of water Displaced, it becomes sensual Yet it’s just a fish as usual. November 12, 2016 Lyon
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Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 4:29 AM UTC
The Hidden Rite
The hidden rite The labradorite scaled skin glistens Full of cyan as well as cyanide Fantastic fish it finds the stream In the crease of the cliff to hide. On one hand it meets the core Of nature. It is telluric till the end The labradorite kisses the lore On the other hand, a legend. The slippery fish follows, swerving The selfish body of water Displaced, it becomes sensual Yet it’s just a fish as usual. November 12, 2016 Lyon
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Nov 13, 2016 at 4:29 AM UTC
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