4:15a.m.
though the first chapter claims we are made of dust and bone, i fear you are made of flames and smoke
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YOU ARE READING
it's 5 a.m. now
Poetrya taste of everything that has made life a little more bitter and on rare occasions; a little sweeter | just an informal way to get thoughts out, i guess
Genesis
4:15a.m.
though the first chapter claims we are made of dust and bone, i fear you are made of flames and smoke
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