Thursday, June 26, 2025

And The Desert Rose Comments

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Cold shivers down my base and spines in a cold olive lachrymose
Pricking needles from the deep azure sky a needle a burr in comatose
Weaving a sweet dirge in a loom of nightly bliss and sanded filamentose
Like the hair of an angel herself the desert blesses the dying with a curled primrose
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Jacob Underwood
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