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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Tumbling from Thought as Inverted Ascension from a shore of thought chipped sculpted in the memory of clear forgetting, I tumbled upward toward memory that forgets remembering everything, and at dawn of smile too labored rested in its cheerful weariness, a longing overshadowed me illuminating ghosts of fulfilled unfulfillment! through that chasm unexpected awaited the incantation of talkative silence, I drugged myself lucidly with a word of sincere deception and mendacious truth, it was only the dark radiant one of my chance missed with success, eternal mortal kin just as often I rarely happened upon it in dream. built in the non-beginning continuous end interrupted by a hasty idyll, in the delight of shameless bashful immodest and chaste modesty heavily, and now curse blessing so may you die living in dead life, in your mind heavily sick healthy with the grave full emptiness of the body. of glory humility and your lips will be stiffened loosely mobile, struck in waves by the stillness of solid water that flows fixedly, journey galactic earthly sun manifestly hidden of our first love, to the immortal ephemeral cult of our living statue in soft stone! to the wink of an eternal kiss that lasts an eternity of a second, the shore of chipped thought tumbles me upward climbing into the tall abyss, the dawns of labored idleness overshadow me with their opaque light, ghost of fulfilled unfulfillment in the full emptiness of our glory!
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