rathful surprise
drawn up in sheets
slumber sits
belonging to it
is what they have done
bringing the sun
to what they want done
brought out of dark
tended to nightly
purpose made real
what's gone can't
ever come back
singing in rows
paid for, sanctioned
sections
living and breathing art
wanting something new
what we had more
forgetting my self
only way, any day
forgotten forever
laying in ruts
baying for smut
problem done soonly
make it come noonly
in the morning,
laying in with trouble
forgotten forever
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