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The Amputee and MeHe who expends his days a wanderer, / Is not aware of his gift, / Though he may hunger,

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Alluvial ArteryRichness in thought is temporary, / and once the pen is summoned, / such that I may document this moment,

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NavyDarker and darker did the sun shade the bluing sky, / until all that illuminated its hue was the ancient light / of stars long dead. An ancient Navy of the perpetually

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Diamond BristlesBristles bare and leafless / While the air, though bitter, still cycles and swirls, / From the pulls of those leaves recently tumbled,

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