
I yearn for this dust to be reborn anew,
with soft caress of dancing fingers,
tears mixing with this feathery terrain,
cradled,
a breathing cosmos,
compost, radiant and sacred.
I yearn for this dust to be reborn anew,
with soft caress of dancing fingers,
tears mixing with this feathery terrain,
cradled,
a breathing cosmos,
compost, radiant and sacred.
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