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Unused Lines
Unused Lines
Every culmination
Of the workings
Of a plan
Seem somewhat
Pretentious
When it's
Laid out
In our hand.
There comes
The time,
The moment stops,
An unbridled zone
Appears alone
When what
Is said
Is coaxed
Instead
To fit
The forming
Foam.
These words
And actions all
Are meant
To mean
And merely call,
For nothing
More
Survives
Its fate
Than that
Which lives
At all.
Every culmination
Of the workings
Of a plan
Seem somewhat
Pretentious
When it's
Laid out
In our hand.
There comes
The time,
The moment stops,
An unbridled zone
Appears alone
When what
Is said
Is coaxed
Instead
To fit
The forming
Foam.
These words
And actions all
Are meant
To mean
And merely call,
For nothing
More
Survives
Its fate
Than that
Which lives
At all.
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