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A judge too beautiful to conjure has stolen what was once in my head: The careful oddities of an amalgamation that apparently included you And me and my childhood nanny (who was transformed into a dancing Jane Fonda). Like a raging sign of my heart’s discontent; a honeymoon I refuse to entertain; The sleep-sewn cloth of a dying emperor’s last adornment. Where are you outside my pillow? Why have you come into my dreams? Explanation be ****** get out! It was you who scorned me on your birthday, And now I must kindly, failingly ask for your removal from my rotation of isolation. Even if the times we shared were golden and last night was a dream!
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 9:51 PM UTC
The Calm Manifestation of a Dreary Sleep
A judge too beautiful to conjure has stolen what was once in my head: The careful oddities of an amalgamation that apparently included you And me and my childhood nanny (who was transformed into a dancing Jane Fonda). Like a raging sign of my heart’s discontent; a honeymoon I refuse to entertain; The sleep-sewn cloth of a dying emperor’s last adornment. Where are you outside my pillow? Why have you come into my dreams? Explanation be ****** get out! It was you who scorned me on your birthday, And now I must kindly, failingly ask for your removal from my rotation of isolation. Even if the times we shared were golden and last night was a dream!
willofalexander
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 9:51 PM UTC
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