"subtle smiles,
cold eyes.
entrails of herself,
light framework,
glass.
a calling to herself subsides,
the blood of the earth seeps into the dirt,
as she walks barefoot on the trails of glass.
between the two mountains and the sun,
she stood in the middle,
hoping to find the perfect
ecstasy."
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Randomthe maiden walked barefoot onto the earth, leaving a trail of green behind her as she walked between the mountains and the sun. [writing contests]
