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The perfection of triumph to form a stellar nebula of what is the next chapter arrives to collect And bring it to a close just to leave behind a smoldering corpse the core expands as it does cool after burning its hydrogen fuel ejecting the he said she said tool outer layers sloughing away words covered in dew brining a star's false twilight as the flora swings back the curtain drop into this deep well of conscious fare a direct deposit a victor's enlightenment standing from inside the vale; a weakened canvas without a promised word to spare just a dithering of parting from a sky lit window; all too stagnant Where is there to hold cover? What is left to hide behind? The messages of everyday depths untold of everyday depths a sunken ship below the surface Just a tousling back and forth out through the mouth puerile to the brain the questions taste Just a chirrup of a phrase gone awry and undercooked Into hollow shaded parts of hue the lambency of a first call muting itself and wishing it to be other A bandwidth of loss For the reward of two In the interest of truth
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Jul 10, 2021
Jul 10, 2021 at 1:47 PM UTC
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The perfection of triumph to form a stellar nebula of what is the next chapter arrives to collect And bring it to a close just to leave behind a smoldering corpse the core expands as it does cool after burning its hydrogen fuel ejecting the he said she said tool outer layers sloughing away words covered in dew brining a star's false twilight as the flora swings back the curtain drop into this deep well of conscious fare a direct deposit a victor's enlightenment standing from inside the vale; a weakened canvas without a promised word to spare just a dithering of parting from a sky lit window; all too stagnant Where is there to hold cover? What is left to hide behind? The messages of everyday depths untold of everyday depths a sunken ship below the surface Just a tousling back and forth out through the mouth puerile to the brain the questions taste Just a chirrup of a phrase gone awry and undercooked Into hollow shaded parts of hue the lambency of a first call muting itself and wishing it to be other A bandwidth of loss For the reward of two In the interest of truth
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Jul 10, 2021
Jul 10, 2021 at 1:47 PM UTC
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