Scrys T'Ease
the flow
the fowl
the wolf
the owl!
"...i am the bowl..."
"...i am the table..."
"...i am the room..."
we
are the able.
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.
Reins...
damp the cries
out of the mouth
are dragon eyes
long and ago
a roof tops glow
sent an invitation
"come to know"
teas are delicious
but to t'ease d;vine
take a seat mr.sweet
and we'll share
some wine
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