Wistful wraiths midnight’s miss reunion in store solitary is the secret hereditary fate treasure buried with the limbs of Bodhi who is to cherish when you’re a riddle drowning inside your own body? Winter in a small nook, crannies of many names — wet with all the longings dry wanting is creeping up the spine — Something flickers soma to soma enthralling in a trance dancing serpent beckons a beacon of hope — The greatest Legend is a quest the real emerald doesn’t brag only fake ones will to the one in veil enshrouded & in a shrine blood bargain rustling in a margin spell to misplace yourself a rune doesn’t need to prove its power who is trailing ouroboros moonstone beacon the siege is in spectre purloined identity perilous captivity in judgment only the truth echoes louder—

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© D C de Oliveira | Fiel, Impiety | July 21 2023 | Friday 1.05am
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