The lillies hold their buds
graves look like boxes
are actually books
were actually houses
eyes are hard
as glass looked through
this room, this city is empty
aloneness floods tunnels
I imagine only a little
_
graves look like boxes
are actually books
were actually houses
eyes are hard
as glass looked through
this room, this city is empty
aloneness floods tunnels
I imagine only a little
_
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