look up at the sky, tell me you are not one star,looming and tempting to the human…
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Putting together a county fair is not for the weak-hearted or the mild-mannered. In the past, I had displayed remarkable alacrity in…
In the beginning, there was a formless sea.That was me. You were the holy cup.I filled you with a love that only we could be.
Hooked hands of a witch,scrabbling the sky in vain,some trees in winter.