hubris laid lo
cacophony no more
wraith town on the plain
empty shanty at the shore
soulful vowels
widowed in purse
alone give sound
to this mother's mirth
recalling consonants
suitors yesteryear
bluetooth connections
networked in fear
we reddit
we feddit
we ditched our last effort
digging for gold
in someone else's desert
even so, she does not judge
does not guess, does not budge
True Love exists
in even the darkest of sludge
outer awareness
inner heaven
echo 3 to echo 7
To enter a temple constructed wholly of invariable geometric proportions is to enter an abode of eternal truth
Expert Twelever
Sapphire
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