Tray match wheels away
as meters portrait and vestly clovers hay
They make a bed and claws find news to rip
Making it is in the eye of you and the news
is that
my lap can be the Dom of emptiness
but yours, always like a harvesting tranquiling
restless broom of nesting cuckoo
crystal petal swirl and groom
if I'd dive in for just a moo second
I'd become a queen of it all
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