Quiet. Solitude. Brush Stirs in the Wind. Warm breath upon old limbs. Meadow with a Sunlight Coat. Burns up the Dark. Extends you a shadow. Swallows you whole. Tears well. Tumble downhill. Wet cheeks. Quiet.
Face. Solitude. Leaves blow past my nose. Warm break upon my cheek. Burns up my eyes. Extends to you a tongue. Swallows you whole. Tears well. Tumble downhill. Wet Cheeks. Face.
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Face.
Solitude.
Leaves blow past my nose.
Warm break upon my cheek.
Burns up my eyes.
Extends to you a tongue.
Swallows you whole.
Tears well.
Tumble downhill.
Wet Cheeks.
Face.
I dunno...I like mine better ;)
FAAACE!
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