A Riddle in Time

Written by @artichazakura | Published on 2024/11/26

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It's my mind, hazy. The air is cold like winter snow. It is this, this now, that causes me to drift...

Wisp of stardust
Galazy in the mind,
Stars lounging, strewn about
Couches of airy cannabis
A place of floatingness but I'm not floating.

And I'm falling....
But it's my lashes, doe-like,
graceful
It's my mind, hazy
The air is cold like winter snow
It is this, this now, that causes me to drift
Into the mist
The waves of heat disperse as bubbles
A ship crashing on a couch.

[story continues]

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@artichazakura

Start a bamboo forest in Canada. Let's plant more trees. Coniferous are pretty.

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