Day 1192, lock.

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When it is gray

dark gray

the lock

innards

are exposed

understood.

But still

the exit

door

is hard

to open

Nochrisis

Day 1183, draft.

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The sun shines

cold water

shallow

between your toes

in the sand

~

the sea withdraws

you in

where the ground

slowly

disappears

~

you float

alone

whiteout

time

~

and see

mountains rise

from the dark

expanse

Nochrisis

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