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  • Fractal Violin (6/26/2017)

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    Antique wood scalds
    And electrons scorch
    Rivers as its conduit
    Chars a trail
    Of least resistance
    Right through it

    Its scents absorbed
    From ages past
    Release with the burn
    And old water casted

    A path in fire
    As the sparks dash
    Decor in destruction
    Fractals in ash

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  • Honorable - Two knights stood in the center of a burning village. The raid had taken place, and the defenses were overwhelmed. Somehow, when the attacking force moved on, one knight from those numbers had remained. That knight had yellow paint on his helmet. The other knight had no paint on his armor. He belonged to no …

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  • This Moment

    This is fleeting
    You’ll be gone soon
    But I feel as though
    I enjoyed this too much
    For it
    To end