Tugging against a surface
The swift whispering hallow
Shaken to rehearse this
Each breath, a swallow

Raising unto clouds above
Eyes wide, stars collide
The sky casts over dove

Shattering verses divine
Ill intentions mutant into mine
Battering bones ignites a wind inside
Still overhead appears this silent white wisp

A tender heart lay beaten uneased
May I remain doubtful to claim
The chasm in which I have seized

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