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Lxvi Dec 2017
man
relinquish my sleep
with your contrary gaze
pray on your knees
and stray in your laze.

god he hath written
of all we'd a done
with god I am smitten
a blasphemous son.

stray light for wander
and exodus days
somehow left focused
on all of our ways

I know hath we wonder
of where we were one
i'll show thee another
in life we had won.
ata

— The End —