She spins
centuries pass
and blood is spilled.
She stands
silent
like silver knives,
before you lose your head
she hums.
She spins
stands silent
She spins
Like a White giant in scarves.
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She spins
centuries pass
and blood is spilled.
She stands
silent
like silver knives,
before you lose your head
she hums.
She spins
stands silent
She spins
Like a White giant in scarves.
