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Grey Wild Jun 2018
i threw rose petals into the storm scarred ocean, unto riptides and soft-dancing waves. teeth from teeth. mouth from mouth. they swallow the sky-fed lands to be broken.

somewhere, the stars started falling like dying sparks. somewhere, it lives. it burns.

i hid my starving shivs and burried them in the ocean stained sand. but here is blood of warrior with flowers in his hair. and here is a breathing sea. they watched each other.

— The End —