Beach your beauty on the back of storms and bind your spells, pulsating northern lights. You offer songs to the night but are drawn by siren stars. Lured off course without navigation, you fight waves of mass ejection and collide with the shore, exposed to the cosmos: foamy flukes glint in starlight, your songs echo […]
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