Fives

Fives

Squiggle lines wave - blanking responses and reasoning. Cold fingers, deep in pockets, while ears twitch and strain to hear a broken heart’s refrain. Loud booming rents asunder the delicate meaning. Underneath the long, camel hair coat, a warmth shared - sprayed with red clay earth, walking up from a ditch.

50 words by moonstarnine.
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