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Self-Wish
Reflects on the dead and ebony waters, a single moon with a half smile, in the absence of your stars. Waning. The ocean retains yourself, in silence, flat and endless, supporting a only tree. She’s silver and dry, with roots floating above the water. On the branches, the child hang charms in the shape of stars. They’re desires that lies on the oceans of still waters, thrown into oblivion.
UPDATE!
- The ship windows are blocked with invisible pressure plates;
- Minor details improved.
Aug 15, 2013
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