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until the night stops bleeding gutted, spilling stars, gauche display it should be ashamed of itself laid bare in front of the entire universe until it stops speaking nonsense to little travellers after the sun has disappeared; until it grows wiser, knows not to open its arms so wide, as if encompassing the whole earth it should keep silent. it should not betray its secrets to every being that traipses under the treacherous sun.
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Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 2:18 AM UTC
night
until the night stops bleeding gutted, spilling stars, gauche display it should be ashamed of itself laid bare in front of the entire universe until it stops speaking nonsense to little travellers after the sun has disappeared; until it grows wiser, knows not to open its arms so wide, as if encompassing the whole earth it should keep silent. it should not betray its secrets to every being that traipses under the treacherous sun.
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Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 2:18 AM UTC
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