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Later packed full of starsit’s now etched onevery bonewe walk like fossils roaming rowsof grief-stricken alleywayswearing fine suitswoven in inedible velvet liesand leather hidesminus creative hueswe look cunningbut our tears turn to mirrorsand our voice d…
Claire Kelly
Tree Langdon
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oh, this is so lovely.
I write stories, and poetry, and create sketches inspired by my dreams for the world. https://wordsinmotion.substack.com/
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