Nectar

By

Tha Kiah Khronicles

Sticky and sweet, let it drip down my cheeks—
What I’d do for your sweet nectar

coming

down

my

mountain

peaks.

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A place of dark and quiet streams, where nothing’s ever as it seems. Where Petals Unfold, Shadows Bloom and the Cosmos hum a trippy tune.

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