after the war was writ, pin dreamta grassy womb. salt knoll. airmoving against the gel of her eyesas
after the war was writ, pin dreamta grassy womb. salt knoll. airmoving against the gel of her eyesas it did before, the sunnot an ash bulb, but the sunsimple again. on every acre of bodythere were bells, ringing. like this,she was gentled awake. warmly,there. they were. & there she isthe day after being tugged from sandsby small animal hands, grey,understanding of home, silentas the linens in her basin. -- source link
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