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Spilling Sylibles
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Waiting on words to fall;
Like the rain, I'll gather and saturate,
spilling sylibles with capital aplomb.
And breaths will collide, splitting
scriptures unobserved, passover
uneaten against the closeness of
bodily dances.
Temperate be these conditions when
love hearts found in discoveries.
Waiting on words to fall;
Like the rain, I'll gather and saturate,
spilling sylibles with capital aplomb.
And breaths will collide, splitting
scriptures unobserved, passover
uneaten against the closeness of
bodily dances.
Temperate be these conditions when
love hearts found in discoveries.
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