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From Across the Treacherous Moat.

rewiiired

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Location
Chair.
Shields up, continue to build your castle
stone by aching stone, all the while
shouldering the wool drawn over her eyes
by the delicate hands, so red to your sight;
by the willowy figure behind her
the one bathed in a wild, cosmic glow.

Watch the wild one's web illuminate,
become entranced as it glistens
in the warm moonlight.

Smile with hopes that squinting will blur
the clarity of the circumstance into a seeming mirage
as you stare at them from across
your treacherous moat,
ever-so Zen-like.
 
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