Why deal?
and then appeal?
to pirate along
and it's not alive
I don't know if I can lead
the wielder beast
and he's white
soggy lies
and I'm awake
it's hot in here tonight
and there's not a lot of light-
what are you?
and what is he?
apposed to work
and I sit aloud
moats of rays
and in my way
the wings collide
and it's lonley
seems to be
that we could eat
the world of war
and I'm wound

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