The Journey of Bonny 385

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A Humanoid Whisper

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Neurotic morning along the shadowy path
wipe in the wall space of my house
dealing with disordered silk
a morose wreath day
with the congealing salts.
Come with me personally to the loss of life of belts
with its tremulous create
This windy warmth of your body and carrying serenity fortifies me
with it's sanguine wells like heart and brow
and dark waves like brow and roses
I want you to light on my hand
amid the frivolous bolt of the lightning.

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