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the unchained dream

life’s tariffs and certain voyage  
is the unkindliest cut of all;  
my indices breathes the pearls  
that came to lounge upon his cheek,  
and he came to look not knowing  
I woke, and kneeled down to  
whisper love things over my body,  
as the ship slumbers in the water;  
spend your glacier eyes, eternity  
opens to sing the unchained dream,  
for it is much too long for the night.
Written by Pishashee
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