Replica face
Spacious unveiling outside the bounds
Inner
Sepia belonging to other shapes
Arms spread out to test
Hovering further along golden paths
When its strikes
All of it disappears
Littered virtues in a color sphere
Envy Pops
Said words too often
Don’t speak
Further in psychosomatica
Want more
An empty house in the middle of nowhere
Just the work
To Work
Nutty
Aging with the quiet
Reject the community
Fictional comfort zones
Alone
So be there until the birds come
Home rain
Glow bugs sprinkle the fading leaves
Seasonal Collapsynthesis
Hot is cold
Blue green baby
Whistle through foggy pasture in the mid day
Old threaded love
Needle point
Slivers of madness lying still for the take
Be a giver in the expression moon
Sound a friend to rely on
Calling
Lock self up with fierce gates
No entry
Pump bass
Until the sirens roar in the fade
They understand when they have nothing to say
Chipping paint water stains
Dead chairs
Old tea maker brew your things
Silver tides lasting
Reads upon reads
Tincture pilgrims building another maze
Rightful state
Deeper fits
Greet the trepidatious wing
Feed the dogma leftovers
On another plain he is she
Paragons element asleep with bends
Fire lights in the city
Sink to hug the water
Hazy Acres 
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