Jangle

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imagine a huge lumbering creature
screaming in agony
in a alien language
from so far away, that no one can hear it.

I think it's dying

pitriff2

so...
tired of running round in circles
feet off the ground, head under water
shore me up, pick up the pieces
washing out the salt and seashells
my parched throat, words traced in sand
a melody by my burnt hand
for somewhere else, a distant land
where you include me in your plan



Sometimes I wish I could sleep more, although I already sleep a lot.

mkhn

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