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In hind sight for sore on the prize fighter.
Pilot, gunner, navigator, the sky.
The mountains luke-warm, speaking.
of metaphors?
The is a front-runner.
The simile a blue-print.
an enchanting proposal, one foot led the other, congruent.
To your only god would flaunt you.
To think your god would fight you!
Raise a fist at the creator.
Scream "I to meet my maker!" persistently the ground tends to make way for you.
Exchange all those for a hairline.
Define the cycles of to think and act just as we do.
We're blasphemous de-railing the trains of thought.
for misopportunities.
Pay some the transitional currency.
Reimbursed.
soundly.
Should have soaked it all in, absorbed the pouring past.
Let sheets blanket the so the dust can settle in sorrow.
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