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The brightest beacons in the sky are coalescing together.
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The brightest beacons in the sky are coalescing together.
Cauterized with hot blades down the spine.
I was given a broken compass and a torn map.
What you get is what you give, and what you give is not enough.
I’m cursed with a desire that slowly erodes my sanity.
The same agony, my mother’s melancholy.
“My cairn was collapsed again and again.”
We call for paradise, unperfected and wild.
One less light within unrelenting desolation