Fossilized ferns in the woods
Full of gnomes.
They leave their feet's imprint.
Everything turns motionless.
In the balloons of fear,
eyes fill with saliva. In the stillness,
silence eats up the heart's fossils.
Cast away by the day of grotesque issues.
The stones fall down from the sky.
There's nothing apart from them anymore.
Almost'
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