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[naked_raygun]

and it will be in moments like this.
such dissolved and failed objects we'll become.
nothing more than tainted emotions and
pained excuses.
only outlines left, discarded poems and
such silly prose we
never will know (forsure) i guess.
"Take flight."
her tiny nose creasing at the bridge, she spoke.
closed eyes and
with dandelion arms aloft and embarked,
a faint smile spread like the increasing pattern of
rocks down a hill.
"fly for me."
tiny tears running off her chin, she whispered into
what had quickly turned to darkness.
simple prayers and
simple answers for

everyone.