Pacing the Sun
Pacing the Setting Sun
Its like chasing the horizon on a wet, humid day. The wind hits you like waves and the sun warms with the combined might of ...
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Pacing the Setting Sun
Its like chasing the horizon on a wet, humid day. The wind hits you like waves and the sun warms with the combined might of every glowing element on every stove: warning you of its oppression and expecting gratitude. The air around you simmers as you imagine dipping into the ocean like blacksmith thrusts steel into a salted quenching barrel. You'd steam with desire to never see the surface again. Its a heat vision, a sweat tent with no door, a mirage of an oasis. The dream burns until it burns itself out; you're cool again, and looking for another fire.
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Its like chasing the horizon on a wet, humid day. The wind hits you like waves and the sun warms with the combined might of every glowing element on every stove: warning you of its oppression and expecting gratitude. The air around you simmers as you imagine dipping into the ocean like blacksmith thrusts steel into a salted quenching barrel. You'd steam with desire to never see the surface again. Its a heat vision, a sweat tent with no door, a mirage of an oasis. The dream burns until it burns itself out; you're cool again, and looking for another fire.
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