you piant this day with hues of yellow anger
when piece was all to be said, its faternal twin all but dead.
I spoke on faded vibrence and stepped away. the tampered
rep scampered to stay. that way little could be done,
to the beach side! they run to match this catch.
the we part of us suffers the loss of your joy.
bring me some honey for this tea. click stick brick fist to
why, when, where to journey to? I know, yes I know.
I'll head home ward! starward. cowards fall left and write.
I might go to one place, find some space that is shared with many others
clown town
disco place
all the way to Kings grace.
swept away to fresh corners. I want slim down, trim down.
stripped away, and so spartan. scant
wings to way my slop away and bring me home
to stay.
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