We wade through the black water,
our shoes lost
somewhere
before the moment
that is now.
You seek to understand the past.
I seek to control my future.
Shooting stars couple in flight,
illuminating the faces of ancient deity,
I fill my canteen with the words of the
fulsome soothsayer.
Now pay you heed,
and I will plant the seed.
Water
with
our
w
o
r
l
d
.
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