Hinterland (V)

enjoying being lost       ducks in the rainforest

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salt on my lips       only myself to blame

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the cicada silently drowns itself       my eardrums, vibrating

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between sleeps       the book of nightmares

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almost disappointed to find the way out       spider husk

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