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Snake Skin

North, south
East, west
And the one
You’re loyal to
Has your story
Written on its
Piece of land.

I had let go
Of every direction
And sought the centre
Of the earth where it demands
So much blood, the cutting
Of everything separate.

A sword
Is in my hand
And I’m getting
Tiered.

~Nanaya

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Diamond Breath

The glitter
In your eyes
Is what’s left
From the diamond
That refused to die
And left its last breaths
To roam on the back
Of dragons.

~Nanaya

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