I pray upon the codes in time.
I beg the stars to shine for me.
To strut across the sky in recognition of my eyes.
The grey hands twirl around my spine.
Wringing me into the absence of light.
Nov 30, 2021
Nov 30, 2021 at 3:22 PM UTC
I pray upon the codes in time.
I beg the stars to shine for me.
To strut across the sky in recognition of my eyes.
The grey hands twirl around my spine.
Wringing me into the absence of light.
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