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Dec 2019
the sun swords her rays

against Grand Night billows...

regionless and unclouded.

making due without a

conduit for mourning.

off with a warrior's head...

between blinks.

scentless rose draining her

blood.

infused with his native sun,

smiling with pride.

facing what had to be all ways.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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