ancient symbols of burning gold set in stone. pressed like buttons a sacred code secret doorway opening must be kept safe from thee claustrophic seeds are sown through the cramped tight, wet hallways once arm embracing a fully rounded womb the…
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Proginsticated
I found you, while out for a walk I heard you calling Through the sun spotted canopy Rays of light, guiding Analting the human sized boulder Crawling up, scared and shaken To lay upon the calming alter Instantly embraced Surrendering to mending Grounded…