Siphoned breaths, gag-reflexes and hoo-hahs from the musculature.
I found you spiraling free out of a black hole
It's your interestingness and that's allBetween miasma and jackfruit scented nights,
I found realization in an idea,
that even before sleep descendsA single pebble holds the memoriesof all the ancient rivers that flowed over it, ingraining their essence in its smooth roundness.
The third one. Also, pebbles.
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