It whispers to you, doesn't it? The moon spoke by the card th | Every Day Poems
It whispers to you, doesn't it? The moon spoke by the card the incantation of the gods. Stars were leaning on you on the splashes of the fountain. Growls of the strombound couldn't hide away their secret. The sand bath pushed you over the edge, but you handled it as though you were made to ease their burden not the other way around.
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