Poems ✍️

  16.04.2026
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Author: Adryan Barnathan

Mountain Cry

This new found land
was built upon
the blinding blinks
that dropped and dried
into this mountain of salt,
now beneath where
I pray on burnish knees,
hoping to atone the gods
for each silvery day
that passes.

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