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Summers past
06:50
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In this holy ground that is your body, I shall dig my grave.
As I open your chest a tide of dead leaves, blurs your face.
I will cut one thousand flowers to fill your heart.
And when the last one has died I will come back to fill it again.
In this holy ground that is your body, I shall dig my grave.
To escape the dreads of life, and never come back again.
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Purple nights
08:37
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The sounds of fall numb my days,
the leaden hours cast a gloom over my way.
I long for the beams, the light-hearted light,
that plays with the trees and warms my sight.
I want to see flowers at my feet again,
the purple nights scented with games.
On tender grass is where I lay my bed,
now I shuffle there on snow and despair.
I yearn for the wind that calls me soft names,
to fly with him and soar away.
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There is a veil of ashes and tinder that shrouds your voice.
On this anointed soil grows a goddess.
With roots deeper than grief her gown is pale,
her hair is full of stars and knotted with death,
and on her body grows briar.
Down her slopes embers shine and bones decay.
In her groves her cold breath howls and her tongue sings.
Moss hides her memories, and the brooks fill her scars.
Her fur is thick, dense as a cloud and deep as the sky.
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I open my mouth ans swallow the stars.
Inhale the void between their light, the endless vacuum.
The inmensity above me mirrors the constellations within.
I let my eyes shine and burn and try to glimpse the end.
Reality is a cold hand that reels me in, burying my roots.
But my dreams are dust, a floating aura, suspended above all life.
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