Pure Souls

Thu, 06/23/2022 - 08:13 -- Creator

Glassy tributes 

in fragments of classic fragility 

variety of fragrances 

as magical coordinates 

in their myriad existences

life on each tile 

will yield tunes.


Times will sprout titles 

Souls will be at it 

again as watchers 

preserving lost centuries 

in seas 

of uncountable seals and experiences.


Seas will greet them welcome 

By wombs of breathing earth 

And exclusive earth’s bed 

Sweet ticking devotion 

to explorational revelations.


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Our world
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