Ghosts land planes at Resolute
over and over and over again
nothing will change / ghosts land
planes at Resolute / an exercise
asks questions / the fog swirls
widdershins and congeals / asks
why / why would / why wouldn’t
the memory be as pure as ice.
over and over and over again
nothing will change / ghosts land
planes at Resolute / an exercise
asks questions / the fog swirls
widdershins and congeals / asks
why / why would / why wouldn’t
the memory be as pure as ice.
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