Higher the inhibiting
Posture of a wall.
Block for block; gall for gall!
A castle's, more estranging.
Cemetary's, more glum.
No lunge of love-force, casual
Shouldered but for show
Can breach its iced years' row.
But with one side-glance can Fate's;
With tranced momentum.
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