days of stone
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by
twilit field royal wings fall still – death of a Monarch Ryan Stone
from all this bright world she chooses my fingertip, funny ladybird Ryan Stone
fracturing the dark horizon lightning Ryan Stone
already dead bird-shadow darkens the worm Ryan Stone
jasmine frolicking on a breeze – first kiss Ryan Stone
faded doll, old memories shelved Ryan Stone
fuchsia sunset so far from the city of her birth Ryan Stone
displaced by myriad fault lines we fracture Ryan Stone
midnight wind, howling through the caverns of my mind Ryan Stone
beyond the gate where sea meets sky —tomorrow Ryan Stone
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