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Nothing's not even Pooh Bear).

off the noises with the drunks.
Pull around the fire until there's burnt
And the is the fattest and the fullest,
And it's a god ideas of mirth.

Oh switch off the sun with these eyes.
The sight of is too much to do.

Turn to the to wet your feet
Blinded deaf and at least.
off the noises of incessant voices
That tell this and lie whatever.

The only weapon is a beautiful bottle
With collapsing under its tidal waves.
The are vibrating signs
names and faces and places of monsters.

Unplugging the lot because not enough dark
In which to not even to sleep,
Not even to sleep these drinkers.

The bright pain of
And the loss of all
Brings no releases.
to climb anymore.