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I take my time as time takes me. Life is wildfire For roots of the soul. The flames will eat the fossils. The sea cooked To perfection embodied. Night's purple marrow, Is ours to feast, The meat is for The shadow of a flower. I've broken both knees Building this fortress so Sleep deep dandelion, Dreams can't burn you here.
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
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I take my time as time takes me. Life is wildfire For roots of the soul. The flames will eat the fossils. The sea cooked To perfection embodied. Night's purple marrow, Is ours to feast, The meat is for The shadow of a flower. I've broken both knees Building this fortress so Sleep deep dandelion, Dreams can't burn you here.
david-jm
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
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