The silver eye
Twilight births a gleam—metallic, cold, and stark,Hangs heavy on the beams where shadows meet the dark.Eyes
Twilight births a gleam—metallic, cold, and stark,Hangs heavy on the beams where shadows meet the dark.Eyes
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The success of the immortality trials was met with global jubilation, a collective sigh of
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June 2025in 2007 we would all gather in a replica of a grandmother’s basementto cosplay poverty
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i riotin solitary strollsthrough showery autumn woodsand honey-hued leaves;i riotin the serenity of a misty,deserted beach,in
The scent of the pine trees.Grounds I walked for four years long ago.The musty dorm, it’s
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The Sunflower GrowsThe sunflower grows from its seedThe seed grows in the warm beams of the
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