Salam. What cruelty these Cosmos voice at us. As context grimly waxes And ecstacy wanes, the pain Of not holding you now Mounts like mounts Corroding into sunshot dunes Of expansive, golden deserts. Samawi By recognizing I’ll one day hold you again. The insurmounted be damned.
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