With finger like whispers clinging to kiss in ghostly
breath tasting the evidence of primal death where
twilight falls on forgotten souls and each stone a memory of secrets where silence lingers beneath a cracked carved epitaph and eaves of a sarcophagus with a haunting melody, “concerning a great speckled bird,” in Renfro Valley
Rated for Teens(13+)
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Random Words Writing ChallengeRenfro Valley
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