ModernPromethean
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I contemplate A Damselfly Nymph
I contemplate a damselfly nymph orbiting stripped veins of bittersweet vines, she serves as intermediary to my brooding emptiness of rushing disquietudes contained in the metaphoricity of my verse, her dark isolation suspended in every next instant proves to be her most singularly magnanimous gift, her countenance washes corpulent darkness with nectar electrified by prayers of cinnabar fields, she is an heir to a dishonored myth. A blackened diurnal sun with broken rays shone demiurgic sputum elegies of fire
I contemplate a damselfly nymph orbiting stripped veins of bittersweet vines, she serves as intermediary to my brooding emptiness of rushing disquietudes contained in the metaphoricity of my verse, her dark isolation suspended in every next instant proves to be her most singularly magnanimous gift, her countenance washes corpulent darkness with nectar electrified by prayers of cinnabar fields, she is an heir to a dishonored myth. A blackened diurnal sun with broken rays shone demiurgic sputum elegies of fire
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