Best Inquest Poems

This morning's wind has piqued in earnest, 

an inquest.

For, diaphanous at it's rest,

my arm hair can attest,

the sun has tired of her obligation, 

to a mortal such as me.
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Start journey quest now where love shows,
Stride with calm poise shrewd path of fate;
Feel touch fling zest in sublime flow,
By your own choice greet lavish state.
Learn how to glide as act funds proof,
Match your fine grip to charm lots more;
Peel off vain pride to see...

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