Wailing
The wind, wailing by default
wailing to my vault
Wailing, to a lesson learned,
wailing, to assault's return ~
Always wailing - like its source were really halt,
Oh wind, of my transgression, wail away my fault.
Then bring me intercession,
my love and I result.
In gracious rules aggressing,
turn outward ~ all without.
Then bring us not recession
I can't but bear the stout.
Foregoing love, its dressing,
free love, free sorting out ~
As only you were guessing,
While I tamed my revolt!
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