No

your going your going no

your flowing out to sea no

borders and burdens

too true,

mine bursts into flames

repeatedly.

Attenuating feathers

is all why hi I

know of the V.

Ideas

that sue vous

and rue at tops

the nothing hand

the nothing hair

yet the sun

is converted everywhere.

Time itself

undead ?

bleeding through the red.

Sacred end of all wars

confides in meters

swarms the windows

sounds are heard.

End of all wars

war, full of mouth

blind with hate

and hate with faith.

The sea

soiled and radiant.

Climate adventures the fall

for love of gall.

Whaling for a wall.

It takes all.

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