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Deny frustrations
The past, where the present slowly lives
The drown, we lived awaiting for,
passive, to the shadows, a barrage only.
As the serpentine path way straightens,
does the wind follow one?
We're howling on, in half-light
The unknown, and the formless, step in,
to welcome words
That came into flesh... buried.
