Ki-rin are most like
sharks!
In their anxious prancing
soaking up the screaming souls from
wheel and wonder -
I journey on.
Earlier, I
had passed the mountain
and watched it find its
pinkness quite
blending.
No place for
glowing wisps of mine
and I depart as fast
as I had explored
fuel waning, allowed
a single sunset more.
Keep Traveling
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