It has become
Absolutely urgent
To listen attentively
To peoples' Eyes
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01 I did not ponder much
As got to slice open
Truly a docile Morning
Gaping my own yawning
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Definition collective
1.We seem awash
In the sun or shade
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1. There's a looming Hope
Striving to appear
Underneath my bed
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A septicemic blur
As a sweating rake
Folded my hands
In whites and reds
...
1
South of my raining inside
The place I reinvent in vain
There lives a surviving thing
Remake of a scream or two
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1.If one stone worms its way
Upon our face
Jagged with frustration
And a deep sore
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Too many. Those scarce words were too much
A sore they were as if calling a rumor
From all the air that was exhaled
From people everywhere
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1.10. There's a left hand
Roving through the street
In a forest of stones
As a stranded dog
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