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Dec 2021
I yearn for things
that I desire,
and to these thoughts
at the end of the night,
it forever keeps me up
beneath the clouded
and desolate sky

I can't help but,
to grasp
the glimmering
dewdrops of the sky

in the end,
we're all alone tonight
a different version of the first one.


-Br.
Brumous
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Brumous  16/King's guillotine
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