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Wings and Prayers

“Armed with burning patience, we shall enter the splendid cities.”–Arthur Rimbaud Piers, rocking the morphlife, growing her wings. Nocturne rising. Pinkmilk dawn on its tender heels. Advertisements

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What Dreams May Come

Piers, cloud-crowned, reflectively slotted in her shadowlife. Nocturne on the horizon.    

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