Cloaked shallow contours
Shifting through the stage, until
Stilled, as shadows be.
Linking with Picture it and write
Shifting through the stage, until
Stilled, as shadows be.
Linking with Picture it and write
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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