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The banner is hoisted
and has an impression as a nailed in limestone
observing
the strength of the thawed bird
in a nest of sorrow
I listen to the King
the first commandment
and import the greedy Mon
successive sea of finesse
and early
lights extinguished
this credibility
a mess of soul poppy
that tragic thing will
the west of her winning eye
false lights of a dance never met
I danced with a seagull with embarrassment
I did not speak
as a basis of fever
received by the beat of his abrupt halt
my gifts the mistletoe
pillow under the sun more exhausted
now all but shadow is
and imagination is the sign of
lights are far from me fired
and I almost cracked
as a bunch of flowers
drink with hands of alpha dragons
who has caged me and let me grow
determination of
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