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unhooked latches sway as the painted white door
widens and there appears a smile
heafty and livid with ideas
often adhering gregarious tranquility,
advising that moments not be squandered with short paragraph
what's more is that there's sharing of a guilty kind
crossing legs uncross the way that spare blades of
grass freeze over a day of fall's unlit cruelty
demolishing a reason of opposition or back-lash
the projection of hands never swiping
or cuping or even delving into the fertile vestiges
adorned to the point of elation because in a single instace,
the hourglass discontinues it's syphoned, slivering of granules
enforcing the bulk of affliction invading those young,
loose shoulders of any tension or concern
nor a scent lending to the antagony of memory
mirrored in the propensities of devotion at such
an inopportune state of mind
widens and there appears a smile
heafty and livid with ideas
often adhering gregarious tranquility,
advising that moments not be squandered with short paragraph
what's more is that there's sharing of a guilty kind
crossing legs uncross the way that spare blades of
grass freeze over a day of fall's unlit cruelty
demolishing a reason of opposition or back-lash
the projection of hands never swiping
or cuping or even delving into the fertile vestiges
adorned to the point of elation because in a single instace,
the hourglass discontinues it's syphoned, slivering of granules
enforcing the bulk of affliction invading those young,
loose shoulders of any tension or concern
nor a scent lending to the antagony of memory
mirrored in the propensities of devotion at such
an inopportune state of mind