Sick is a placeI haven't said the word germs in years.
Germs.
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Oath to the Sunwhite weather brings a longing for honey dripping skies smells of the summer grass the river by me and you reflecting the sky blue on blue midnights below pines who's hairs like ours were lightly misted beneath the waterfalls where we preformed our lunar communions.Oath to the Sun
summers first morning we press our naked feet against the cool green breast of the earth and the open vault of heaven echos our oath to the sun.
by ~NectarineFork
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- Current Residence: Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario
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- Favourite genre of music: Classical, Indie, Ska
- Favourite artist: Joan Miro
- Favourite poet or writer: e.e. cummings, T.S. Eliot
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