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Nov 2013
Across the way seems taught,
It stretches the wits
Lifeless forms, unyielding but fraught
Flowing from the depths

Neophyte the new thought take
mirrored opacity
Dumb mouths, cease to communicate
All out in the middle ground

Lidless pupils temperature moves
derived discourse
Winners only fail to lose
Eventual slouch is universal

Ones and Twos, entrenched in hate
forgotten loss
Trembling nails, cease to quake
Swiftly sweeping like hair in wind.
Written by
Samuel Francis
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