Wrought from an earth floating on seas of green
under fire cut skies we wake from restless dream.
Long has time endured Apellon’s bequest,
the daily violence waking us from rest.
“O come this gift of day, melt the heavens
with your gloriou... View Image
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standing on the shore, staring into the calm
biting cold these waves and wind are.
no shadows cast in a directionless void
where sky meets water only gods can tell.
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in a place i can't go
these memories too fragmented.
what pictures I still have of you
turned cold where i left them.
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Three step process: High resolution Photoshop edit exported at 500 x 335 pixels to a vintage Amiga computer wh... View Image