Where Two Remain
The wind came sharpened from the west, and carved its hunger into stone.
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The wind came sharpened from the west, and carved its hunger into stone.
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The years stripped borrowed clay away, and left the buried stones revealed. What seemed like ruin cleared the way
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The ocean bit deep through ash and bone, Dark waves rehearsed a final scar. A ruined pulse stood there alone,
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Some souls reject each measured chain, they race where salt and hoofbeats meet.
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