Category: /General/You never forget
the fat preemie.
A perfect revenge of the curse―
snow, when it
was frighteningly dark.
body of the thumb king
running without feet.
How would you―
climb, the black hills
of desire in tragic land
The living god was to
become a marbled statue.
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