hearts ago I was a mountain
my summit so far up in the clouds
nobody would dare climb it
in fact covering an equally deep abyss
so nobody would see how empty I felt
a sigh from now I'll be an ocean
under the dark wings spanning skycrosswide the lightless night volcanoes spurt ash and dust unhoped-for end of all things The day of the d...
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