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Grumbling engine underground Again Rotates and repeats. The echo The steamy yawn Mellow fiend unseen Creeps Bearing teeth in metallic joints. A fat snake's yawn Blows and bellows quietly. Uncoloured ornament at ten feet Floats through that crawling wind Full from everything it could eat. ***** sand in the far east Rustic in the sense of dripping spit. The blue walls painted over the white plain Are scratched White walls slain. Drilling ripple In the black pool Ink Coloured the lonely riddle. A cold under the sun Blinds our noses Disguising away our senses.
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 5:29 AM UTC
Dragon tale
Grumbling engine underground Again Rotates and repeats. The echo The steamy yawn Mellow fiend unseen Creeps Bearing teeth in metallic joints. A fat snake's yawn Blows and bellows quietly. Uncoloured ornament at ten feet Floats through that crawling wind Full from everything it could eat. ***** sand in the far east Rustic in the sense of dripping spit. The blue walls painted over the white plain Are scratched White walls slain. Drilling ripple In the black pool Ink Coloured the lonely riddle. A cold under the sun Blinds our noses Disguising away our senses.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 5:29 AM UTC
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