Peril,
Umbrella that breaks the rain
Dry and tight, the wishing
Hungry for the sun
The craving, tail swinging the fox
Wanting, waiting on the later
For better, the more, a bounty
Ah, shame, the now,
Infinite, the real of time
Gathering, washing away
escaping into the drain.
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