A hasty wind passed by
Fall few leaves on grassy yard
Blow that takes to the frenzy yard
Wrinkled part that tease sometimes
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In a dense forest I wandered
On the wings of pensiveness
Crazy branches embrace themselves
Whisper around and resonates
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This drop makes a blot inside
Lost past that throb itself
A lazy gust lifts somewhere
Disastrous plot of life unknown
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Anxiety is the terror of dreams
May even come out with haste
The temp of fear
Wave of haste but how could protest
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Hear the sound that tap tap tap
Hear the sound that clap clap clap
Hear the sound that ah ah ah
Hear the sound that hm hm hm
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Beauty flies to the rosy shaft
Painted tact graces its mask
Colorful lady reached on a ramp
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My form is not prolific
My form is not abundant
My form is not an enigma
My form is not charismatic
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Vagueness is out of order
Clarity conquers each step
Out of the border it's a cycle
Landed on the lawn of existence
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Life moves on greasy lane
Each turns a new shift
Narrow lane that protract itself
To the vagueness that is mystic
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