Through the cracks
the whips
the black
and white
no place to be
no medium,
set free
I get no sleep
governed by the
hollow giants above
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 7:28 PM UTC
Through the cracks
the whips
the black
and white
no place to be
no medium,
set free
I get no sleep
governed by the
hollow giants above
Sleeping in a thunderstorm
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