days of stone
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Her darlings are slain In pools of red ink, her dreams Swim oceans of blue
Ryan Stone
It kills me to slay my darlings. But the sea reads more clearly for their sacrifice.Beautiful Haiku.
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Love this reply! Cheers, Will
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