"It was a queer, sultry summer..."
"cherries in the snow"
in gyres we go by night
& find our fiery end
by burning unrefined
these thoughts transmit
turning like palindromes
within bad dreams
in gyres we go by night
& find our fiery end
Star Wars but just the Ewoks. Star Trek but just Klingons. If i were a Dunie i'd be Team Sandworm.
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