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Kingdom

In childhood’s kingdom, grace-slicked glee and romp– winter moon watching. Advertisements

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Snowflakes

Dark holy silence, the fattest snowflakes are popes– no pulpit required.

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Snap

It was the cold snap of the glyphic branch that awakened him to the grave misunderstanding between fall and winter and the nature of dreams unlived.

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