Muscularity slowly flexing with a calling permanency,
Permission without clicking that the doorstop’s gone,
Inherent hardiness springs you into moderation,
And the Castle’s protective rock scatters criminalisation bon.
Lighter shade of grey without looking aside,
Whilst the age’s statues beg for what’s in your mind,
Tidier than the rest, clean enough to prove inspection,
Of calamity...
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