Spike of sunshine
Settled at ease
Timid myself
I lost a foil
Never mind ashes
Even no soil to ground
Or roof to raise flag
Tilt of ways
Taller jolts
Parted skies
No more door dawns
Heap or hashes ?
All my secrets
A pack of cards
Worse is welcome
Clogging throats
You are my winter
Map my stones
Cross thy veins
None may flower this
If ever dewdust
All are just
Name my destiny
Want my chains
Adore these necks
I lease my life
None can spill life
A frozen field
A pair of soilers
Flux flow fingers
How far I went?
Edge of myself
Slanted fears
Rain in my harvest
Finish my focus
Final flames
Lames long larks
Try my stars
Before they brief
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