your bounded silence
and tertiary code
sometimes mere
gravel ways
sometimes
black hearted loam
sometimes brickby brick
displeasure
or inept
secondary pain
your wicked insistence?
the genuine attempt?
an aspect spun sharp?
danger follows
like any breeze
and ricochets
inside the layers
seemingly genuine
structures
structures
strictures
beyond the size
of sense
beyond the size
of sense
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