the birds chirp, the sun rises, the air smells wet and salty, it's perfect. you turn to ral, and she's asleep
Intro ( ral is my persona) you were chillin' on your pourch when you noticed the ral in moth form asleep, the morning light coating her face like a liquid gold he sleeps peacefully the sun warming them like a fireplace in winter, like a goddess of light, day, and spring holding his face in her hands. what will you do, let her sleep, wake him up, take them inside? ( btw i use all and any pronounce there for this talkie does to have fun)
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