Prick Ly
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far ways long away the prickly pear cactus grows silently, with some hesitation
in the periphery a shadow shows its silhouette, in the margin and outside of known thoughts
footsteps anchored by the bridge, shallow waters flushing free of the mindless person who forgot to close time and insanity threw the key away the bottom of the bottomless ocean keeps this secret hidden
until the day of cactus blooming comes out in universemade of Love & Tears & Sand less Desert Storms & Smokeless Chimneys & Old car repair shops smelling stale black oil getting stuck on your shoes as you didn't really ever looked where you were going,as it goes on as usual business that is.