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publishing information is a career, mine
how this applies is not justice, it is laws of the universe i dealt with

Vampires with flowers
Don't notice me with when
Hero, I came for you, before it sours
Like-wise, with anarchy's cowl, I don't sin...

Happy, is a dire field?
Here is my moon, my first more
Does a ******, increase the yield...?
Naivete; is this moon the beginning of a war?

Woe be a seemly world...
Of the same house of prayer...
As a wholesome lip, that, becomes a cherub
Ask me now, if vampire's share...?

When flowers earn a smile...
A shared essence, a lethal ball
Has rolled and rolled, ruling a while
In front of a noble season, for which I have invented a wall...

With me, there is altogether...
Without me, there is a pride in a rage
Withheld from me, is your kindness to bother
With a bared flower, have I seen patience, age?

kabuki
kindred
redress

To be ginger in a heatwave
is to know that a surfeit of energy
that enthrals the populace
has consequence

Like any addict with an allergy
landed on a thing they love
you learn to skirt and sample
knowing sickness follows

The uninitiated will gorge and fall
swearing off the juice for good
and withdrawing a raised voice
which is bad

Pace yourselves for the longness
of an unexpected summer
so that when winter hits
we continue to burn