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everall grey breaking crests lithic under thunderskies crow overwave orca below & bone on granite scree these liminal spaces warded, reflecting ill intentions three

for interpretations of each rune, follow this link runes in this poem: dagaz algiz thurisaz
To me the human condition – lost, divorced from Nature, both above and below.
At least that’s what your words evoke in me.
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Everall grey.
I love that. Two words that feel so, deep.
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I’m glad the combo works for someone more than me. 🙂
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