How Farther Art We
art we...
standing uneven
hollowed be this game...
a kink did come
so we won't have won...
but just be un-nerved
as this isn't even...
just give us this stay
for an hour's daily bread...
ants have forgave us
our trespasses...
so we forgive those
who poo against us...
just weed us not a time-stay shun
let us even all rhymes...
as the kinks are done
and this hour be not to bore us...
heavy and heavier
ok man...
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