Fates Graces and Sorrows

Flaka Haliti

Jonathan Penca


old as stars dreaming of decay in the dome constructed for her like eyes never revealing her external body to follow the urge to go why should she be the one eastern beast not allowed sister flames burning in the streets terrifying terror sighs echoing from every wall incredibly beautiful and insanely loud navigating tired maps walked by others bring pain slow bit by slow bit it is simple to say caretta three times in three cities waters shadow rises again almost there piecing a shattered screen together again be permanently resident do not turn to myth she would hate that

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