• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 12
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Spores of stars

Like algae on water, they bloom
and beckon you. Join them:
dip into that deep water
and float among the specks
listen to your own heavy breath
scatter the glitter.

They know the way and
oh what sights await you
oh what dreams are built upon them:
castles, and leaders, and pride,
and lenses wide and unblinking
to see beyond them.

Feed them your wishes;
feed them your promises;
feed them your tears.
They will burn your eyes out,
they will, and not be sorry.

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