this girl drowned others;
she rained within her weathering -
soaking stains that hovered under desert steam,
misted from reflections tucked into tears
that fled her ancient spheres.
etching granite skies [ "I was here" ]
with drops that did not fall
but flew away; refusing her unworthy earth
[ too barren now for salt]
clouds that washed outside of grey.day.ways
to water with the grain of other wooded
soil,
releasing a breath,
fresh like her -
a memory of what
she used to be ...



- and in this case those phrases were written with the following intentions:
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