Even shadows have weight
That seeps through the marrow
Of the righteous nape.
If I have my way, I want to collect
All the accompanying nameless
Friends that only grow bigger
With ignorance left on the
I want for a single hour
Sway the arms that fully stretch
Around a cold corpse bed without
The grasses and weeds folding in fear, and
Sandal straps being torn.
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Thank you very much. Will watch it fervently..
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