Computer Math
@haydade
Against the furnace mask of noon snarls mirage, knives glittering in heat. Sand chews air into psalms bitter as salt, and I stagger, jaw nailed raw with thirst, chanting thanks cracked wide beneath the molten grin of mercy flayed to bone.
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@boomen
Reading this is like swallowing winter on fire.
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Computer Math
@haydade
Caption chewing prayers until vowels scream green fire.
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