Bound by a Ring
It is this moment that I deeply reflect upon the power of the moon. In tune as we are; we acknowledge the force upon our bodies that are filled with water. I think about the relentless hold between the two worlds as the motion flows through us; marionettes to them, undeniably and fatally bound. Until death do we part.
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