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Inconspicuous
Would I be able to expand my wings?
I walk around the mists.
I do stunts in the breeze.
I console the powers of murkiness.
Arrange the resulting time frames
As in chess, for evident reasons.
A raindrop lands on my courtyard.
Each day, I water my day dawn.
I usually appreciate some water on the lawn.
A connection between ordinary associations.
Appearing late, everything is pushed back.
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Sotto Poet
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