Tuesday, November 16, 2010

A cube sits in the corner of a ______ walled island. The soft sea is a color of _______ letters.

An angel falls from the ________ its ecstasy, hailed as a black miracle.

Shapes crumble unmistakably on one another, but the three-sided, my mountain of Anubis, _____ illuminates with the passing of the jackals’ screams.

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