been a while and i've most certainly lost *the touch*, but here's something to try and spark that old wildfire once again, in the final days of napo
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dim purple highways glow and pulse
through your pale, translucent skin;
tangled trails rooted deep in your flesh,
a veiny labyrinthine map to your heart.
and with the tip of a rusted blade, i follow.
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