Soar from the grain to the sea of the sky. Unbound hands caress the blade. Suspend disbelief in the wake of your smile. Shadows burn among flames. The lapping Sun widows all doubts and floods supple skin in auburn glaze.
An embrace to banish time. Slaughters the Instant. Dismantles our Chains.
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