it waits
strikes its best
let there be no flesh
bones
left
not sighs
no traces
I have to weigh
Shakespeare told me a story
say of Wordsworth
a spell of air
a duty of yours
I pause
still my nerves
heart says
say somethin
I keep my calm
calm is thy fate
it takes
a little
a late
to have
somethin
somethin
abonded paths
shadows long
sun with duty
stars say
have a time
I keep my calm
calm is thy fate
its takes
a little
a late
to have
somethin
somethin
strikes its best
let there be no flesh
bones
left
not sighs
no traces
I have to weigh
Shakespeare told me a story
say of Wordsworth
a spell of air
a duty of yours
I pause
still my nerves
heart says
say somethin
I keep my calm
calm is thy fate
it takes
a little
a late
to have
somethin
somethin
abonded paths
shadows long
sun with duty
stars say
have a time
I keep my calm
calm is thy fate
its takes
a little
a late
to have
somethin
somethin
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