spectres haunt my peripheries
as the road coughs up dirt(
there's a pulse racing
between my fingertips
but it's n
ot yours.)
the finish line is here
dangling over the edge of a cliff.
some leap of faith.
written in the stars
- juniper
- Venusian. Diamond's child. Birthed on the first morning star. Loves only the one who is on Mars, Topaz's proud&stubborn son, birthed on the twenty-third starset.
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