fleshandbones
Once upon a time, there lived a world, full of creatures that roamed only to find yellow stones and shiny glass. They told stories of the past were greater beings could turn things into more wonderful items.. and they all believed the lies.
Blasted by a cannon into space, crashing onto an empty planet that no one has ever touched. Seeing people, or these things, that no one has ever seen before.. It's odd to see these beings, are they peaceful or dangerous?.. it's hard to say.
sweep. sweeping with a broom.
sweeping the debris away.
sweeping all the troubles in the world out into space,
where no one needs to deal with things.
sweep the tears out under of their eyes..
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