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Handmade22 may 2023
We The Possessed
Unsung, the crazed,
follows an ailing Buddha―
moving in dark.
Not relegionism.
A black sea floods the light.
The bulls were ready.
Ephemeral myths.
You want to move the rock
on the sand dunes.
22 may 2023
Unsung, the crazed,
follows an ailing Buddha―
moving in dark.
Not relegionism.
A black sea floods the light.
The bulls were ready.
Ephemeral myths.
You want to move the rock
on the sand dunes.