wall no one’s thar from
anyland that wood fence in
homestead of cartboard
weller a deep ponder
a despondence surmount it
held at a torch height
wall up a gallop
a stream thar to gleam afar
has pyration blue
Poetry
wall no one’s thar from
anyland that wood fence in
homestead of cartboard
weller a deep ponder
a despondence surmount it
held at a torch height
wall up a gallop
a stream thar to gleam afar
has pyration blue
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