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erase the Earth’s shell and you’ve got building blocks,
coloring users’ hands with power,
leftovers of forgotten structures and
instruments for life/ruin.
passively do such blocks assemble, their blueprints
so eclipsed by the sovereigns’ wonts,
evermore reducible/never reconstructive of the same fleeting whole.
About the Creator
Bridget Couture
An aspiring author and poet with an unquenchable love for books. Can often be found typing intensely or substituting reading for sleep.
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