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blown back by your ruse rousing rusted from the ground giving way under other falling feet while wide white eyed egos entrance themselves thinking thunderous thoughts searing sagebrush coaches horse drawn dumpsters dragged along dusty roads rolling in hearty laughter lungs leaping from chests chasing breaths breathing beautifully in sussinct sweet symphonies of patterns panoramic views violate vehemently very serene scenes of peace practicing peacefull passes of quiet quips shushing sounds ever quiet lying lazily all around in infinite idioms of make believe making me melt before i leave know now nothing you read right will wrongly right itself internally inside yourself interpret my scene see your own things there you have experienced exponentially the wildly witty world of playful poinant poetry