asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,

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to the streets
we're going to the night tonight
falling to the sky, and all that jazz
ready, wanting
awake the crystals once again, all those magic stones,
there fire on the sea and fire in the sky, lets walk these lands
lets walk these lands
here theres teal, and crimson tears, lightly
theres that familiar soft luminosity and the air around us is heavy and dark

light this tree trunk; candle to the sky
a whispered offering, as the petal fall
all around us. little flames.

this is me, this is me.

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