Мой человек шесть

the pale king6 and the night kween8, drawing from the heart break everytime the sun rolls round and seperates them from the pale light of the day,

they still holds it down without sway or sub solar ray.

they are separated by the celestial song of sliding made by the moving planetary spheres

the cruelty of spacetime couldn’t hold the Spirit from calling,

their hearts did respond,

though not near.

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