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Sit and harden To bitter nothing; No iterations of mind whirring and clicking No wealth of intangibles; Gone all, All fled to the wind from soft palms, docile soft assumptions that beauty needed no steady clasp No earthly grasp to guide it To guide you To strengthen bone to bone and Sinew to tolls taken, To hearts weighed and tongues tested Sat you, boy, with Circumspect observations And abstract explanations For your strength released to the wind And your beauty to loamy seas O God, You are no God, Just a fool boy A fossil frozen A nose turnt up at dry grace
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 2:40 AM UTC
Diverged in a wood
Sit and harden To bitter nothing; No iterations of mind whirring and clicking No wealth of intangibles; Gone all, All fled to the wind from soft palms, docile soft assumptions that beauty needed no steady clasp No earthly grasp to guide it To guide you To strengthen bone to bone and Sinew to tolls taken, To hearts weighed and tongues tested Sat you, boy, with Circumspect observations And abstract explanations For your strength released to the wind And your beauty to loamy seas O God, You are no God, Just a fool boy A fossil frozen A nose turnt up at dry grace
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 2:40 AM UTC
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