smells like piss and lost hope

You can't live here by chance,you have to do and be,not simply watch or even describe.

My bones belong to the fishes,my hair to the birds and my flesh to the lions

                Blue rain from a clear sky

              our world a cube of sunlight

                        
                        But to the south
                    The violet admonition
                             of thunder

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