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Tanya Master
Nov 22, 20221 min read
The High Priestess
she’s the sage burning in your gut
if only you could see it
the thin veil of smoke
separating you from Eden
if you can
follow it
ride her
Tanya Master
Feb 22, 20211 min read
Wings In The Night
as the clock strikes a little past midnight as I sit down to write a friendly stranger led only by moonlight stops by to soak in the glow...
Tanya Master
Feb 22, 20211 min read
A Floating Dream
a blanket of smoke lifts off into space a spiderweb that begins to fade a floating dream not yet revealed not yet seen vision is only...
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