such habit pains the lungs & it chokes the pen
great circle route destroyed all my rounds again
shared palms upon the sill rousing dust in light
flared pace in empty words may delay foresight
great circle route destroyed all my rounds again
shared palms upon the sill rousing dust in light
flared pace in empty words may delay foresight
o ragged wind
o hallowed tint
oh it takes a lot, so i'll give more than i've got
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