Transition
your hands in
the breathing quiet
darkness softens
grey into
the hidden corners
the new morning rises
pale and
soft bellied
your hands in
the breathing quiet
darkness softens
grey into
the hidden corners
the new morning rises
pale and
soft bellied
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