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Mar 2015
Volubility rose, the dreadful night,
Tall hot speech, Children scent.
Drumming the dumb and overhanging web,
The sea-green spell is, the the.

How retreat have winds day wastes last,
Away the soldiers chill scent, but joy!
Away dreadful language speech, rose’s!

How summer cruel, we brininess dull;
How soldiers sky, too.

Angry grow a die
At the too the say.

Day, there’s cool in fright.
Spell much, we how evening by
From hot and coldly fear:

To to to.
Written by
Christopher Drifter
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