Aphelion, 12 days ago Rush the stones With your blood, Flood the bones Of tall ships, Heave your breath At the shore, Leave gold in Your wake. You are safe from The take of Open hands. You pour and Pour through Instead. #Poetry
Rush the stones With your blood, Flood the bones Of tall ships, Heave your breath At the shore, Leave gold in Your wake. You are safe from The take of Open hands. You pour and Pour through Instead.
#Poetry
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