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Finite Reach of Terms

The pinnacle source We strain to unfurl The mind pulls apart Seams of iron stand Accrued throats of steel Hammered against raw will But the energy breaks with season As moods uncovered what went Secretly finite, scrawling new terms

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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