an aerial bud blinks.
the aurora compasses, compressing aluminum, disintegrating torpedo. it pins dander. with concave blades, sundering past the remembrance, the radiation burns, annihilating gardens. the tears bare hollow alcoves in strawberry marks. saluting on point, near fallen banana leaves, she diffuses into the axis. traversing past compositions to a gentle reflection of blankness, spiraling in adulation, a bud blooms for Thee
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