I have found
How much weight my words carry
When someone listens-
and understands how they throughly won't.
It is a vitreous, filmy breath.
Thin, pliable; stone to force.
How rich we would be
how gravid and full to bursting-
if we felt our soul at all times.
Well now, this intricate glasswork of flame grows quick to my structure.
And it doesn't fear to
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