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solar-soft night because i stayed up whispering non-existent melodies to the dreaming clouds,

pierced the veil of daybreak with needle-sharp notes-

can't label minor chords, but indigo-tinged whispers filtering through my ears swallowed these auditory taste-buds

until i drowned in the music

with no words.

closed my eyes to stay a bit longer,

just to hear the echoing sounds of wind and sky and grass touch my

amygdala,

these things i drank in during the phases of the moon

washed over me, ocean-deep, salt foam bubbling into my eyes

blinded me with its cool warmth, until all i could see

were crescents hanging like mercury droplets

in the pure darkness of the day-

blood coursed through my veins like sweet

humanity.

 

i don't want to

leave.

mooncakes

VIC

14 years old

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