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Arizaro

Salar of the skies what forlorn rusted crags tear against your saline shores Their black shadowed gullies hold minerals and ancient new-world ghosts but nothing more Beyond, earth’s crudest fires stand sentinel white capped cones harvesting the heavens We speed … Continue reading

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