Travel along the people
minutes, conscience
reproach scourge
expectations. December ignite
twinkling lights seas
edges of darkness.
Philosophy may have drowned in it
already the world's rusting
between the wheels?
Rage to tears of pity
their mother to infant
time after time watered.
Tears of joy Time
well hidden, they are always destroys.
Wimps men hermit
robes defend
the risk of manhood.
I'd always been completely
to you, but not enough
my wire
wringing hearts.
It is for you to tell.
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