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Iced daggers guard four corners
of this house, but my thoughts
freely roam purple marble
sand kissing sun and sky
later
mineral bathe under stars
while the moon touches
the warmth beating on my skin.
freely roam purple marble
sand kissing sun and sky
later
mineral bathe under stars
while the moon touches
the warmth beating on my skin.
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