Your Ardour
Who adjourns me
in this backlight story
Who will call the wolf
to dance in her captivity ?
Willow wisp dispensing hollowness
espied on fields of grey
The World's a stage
disembark at your own peril
Pontificate
your ardour
anoints us well
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