The Nature of Time Colette Creamer
It rises And falls Like breath Between whispers It twists Turns upon itself forever always will it swallow itself moment gorging on moment A snake eating its own tail turning always to consume.
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The Nature of Time Colette Creamer
It rises And falls Like breath Between whispers It twists Turns upon itself forever always will it swallow itself moment gorging on moment A snake eating its own tail turning always to consume.
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