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The salient scintillating stretches of your soul surge past straining sentries that struggle to subdue these seditious spasms. Suspicious serpents seek stranglehold, snaring, snapping, stabbing, seeping into the crags of solace and surety.
Sweeping susurrant slipping as
your spirit stumbles as
you scramble as
suspended stillness
settles softly
like silt.
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Cooper Eudaemon
That's some superficial yet superb sibilance. :p
Also, damn good art. I love how you stylistically differentiated between the lightstuff and darkstuff.