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The generosity of others. (Free verse) by darby pyn
Sage scent floors with no room to grow stiffen
my posture holds my bow at attention. dizzy
from the smoke coated prayers with no knees
just needs. I or nothing manicured widows in
white dress and green eyes trade fingers for
palms on sunday. ceremony not service. popularity
from thrift with diamond watches and gold plated
heart's well versed in spin but not sincerity.
twist the contradiction to a noose.
hang the messenger.
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