[peach pink seared hope beam cut]
[ocean beach glimmers]
there is a shadow flickering inside tangled caught yet clear sad hopeful i was taken we went to the mountains after i made a decision about something which shouldn't be decided can't be decided strange strange but then the rocks ate my toes and the air clear cut then to see strangers at the beach i was held and taken care of we passed the abalone shell with the burning ember around the fire burning our eyes the wind storming around us. it's all different now it's spinning fluidly i hope but i still might stumble good but hard good.
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