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[hott_for_soup]

Take with you our Spiritus Mundi
Into the jungles where it will keep.

Birds passed the glittering spectacle
Vines roam though dormant over our souls
Them the keepers of our paradox,
take it into the jungles.

i havent written anything in at least a month. it's a rut i've well adapted to...
but i really do miss the softness.