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more words, less
lest, more words in the works of me, less on your page, more in my brain,
there are cracks in the ice of me that keep melting out memories
my magic, null
yours, full as the moon shining through the holes of my Hope(s) and my
brain
less words, more
more hate, less
less me, more you, disproportionate swathes of shadow as the light shines. through -
more ink, less
less -
less.
what is your name?
you don’t remember your family but you remember
her, her, her
Her Kythea. Her iceshine. Hers.
kythea.
do you remember your other name?
her snowflake her little inspiration her inkwellherfrostherlildragonhershers h ers -
yes no. nonono, what is it her honor her family,
there once was a girl who saw ghosts-
more. words.
less. her. more Hers,
she remembers trust but feels hate, she hates trust and loves love, who is she what is she where is she
where is
She?
she would probably.
Know.
she always.
Did.
“miyako, what happened to me?”
“dont you worry, iceshine. ill take care of you.”
take care of - excision or sweet words in precision to break, or truthtrustlovewhatis real -
what a strange thought to have.
miyako
loved
her
more.
less.