Well Met my Wall

Fear your ragged mind

A wanting I should slight

It’s shiver on the Ouse

Once tempted not to alight

 

It could, I can so should

If not for the whine

The sky’s all blowing, bright blue nodes

Something undefined

 

On course to know I want you

A laughing gait instructs us

Courage is locking

Phlegm corrodes the wheel

 

Touch before the moment crumples

Otherwise I’ll go

It’s not that arms can’t reach you

It’s that they shiver uncontrollably

 

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