The Makeshift Poem 101
The anchor subside the cure of weigh-in waters,
Flowing in the midst of abstract battles,
To be toughest, you can be..
Singing the sirens of sailing
Finding yourself in the tension of negotiating palpable
Bid adieu dreams and swift moving chimera,
Seeing your flaws and wanderings
At the dang skies,
In the worst alarm,
On dates of run on tick tack,
To be toughest, you can be..
In another makeshift adept world to see..
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