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the kiss of kings and queens

Against everything they had fought and now they stood victorious upon heaps of obstacles. They had each other. With hallucinating alacrity the world the very world of earth water and sky flew past them in blurs and traces. The cacophony was a whisper carried upon soft brushstrokes of zephyrs. Day slipped into night and night into day. The moon morphed into the sun and the sun morphed into the moon. Both were indefinable only generic orbs characterless in the sheet that covered the kiss.

Kitty Kevinour

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