A Girl A Gun A Ghost
of the alaskan king
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Sleep well my darling, you are at rest. You've been set free.
Bright shone the roofs, the domes, the spires,
And rockets flew self-driven amid the vault of Heaven.
Like a cherub borne unto the sky?
Like the Sun blocked by a satellite our tears have silver lines.