Forest branching silhouette
Like teaming black veins on a reddening sunset
Blizzard shedding winter haze
Like dreaming white reins on a deadening snow case
Desert breathing nomad storm
Like screaming brown banes on a withering lifeform
Ocean feeding vapor-skies
Like steaming green lanes on a bottoming sunrise


NaaN (Now, always ...

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